é um estado péssimo, por assim dizer.
o torpor
o transe pelo qual se passa acumulando as memórias.
inércia.
mas há o receio de se mexer e tudo voar pela janela.

ah! ...through the windowpane. guillemots. eu disse que era o disco do ano.

Come away with me
Draw shadows on my windowpane
Come away with me
We'll fall asleep and back again
And would you recognise my face
If you saw it in this place,
So far away from home?
Come and dance with me
A samba in the snowy rain
(samba in the snowy rain)

*

When I can't move
I'll enjoy the still for a while
And lose myself in waves
And mountains and the sky
And I'm back here quick as lightning

'Cause we are just seconds Seconds in a day
(we´re here)