We go round and round in circles, he said.
Yes.
It must stop.

Ich mach ein Lied aus Stille. Ich mach ein Lied aus Licht. So geh ich in den Winter. Und so vergeh ich nicht. Eva Strittmatter, Vor einem Winter…
...and I still miss you. But I see your smile when I look in the mirror. Anne, with her father is out in the boat Riding the water Riding…
And when that happens, I know it. A message saying so merely confirms a piece of news some secret vein had already received, severing from me an…