"Oh God, it's raining / And I'm not containing / My pleasure at being / So wet
Here on my own / All on my own / How good it feels to be alone / Tonight
And I haven't felt so alive / In years
The moon / Is shining in the sky / Reminding me / Of so many other nights / When my eyes have been so red / I've been mistaken for dead / But not tonight."
–"But Not Tonight", Depeche Mode. Lyrics by Martin Gore, 1986.
The sound of my teenage years. Been wanting to go back to this feeling for a while.