Adormecer a noite

" (...)
all the love
all the love inside them
got locked away
for its own protection
for so long
became just a memory

and all the love
all the love inside them
twisted into hate
they have no choice to
pass on the fear
pass on the pain
they pour it down into the child
into the man
into the world
that learned to love
the gun that's in his hand" (All The love - Tindersticks)