Listen to the silence, let it ring on.

And we would go on as though nothing was wrong. 
And hide from these days we remained all alone. 
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time. 
Touching from a distance, 
Further all the time. 

Transmission,
Joy Division 

thank you, miss V., uma bonita descoberta que o meu coração reconheceu.

heart and soul, one will burn.

Existence, well, what does it matter?
I exist on the best terms I can.
The past is now part of my future,
The present is well out of hand.
The present is well out of hand.

Joy Division