Dogs

Golem

Music keeps me sane; I listen to it at home before I go to work, I listen on the train to work and coming home, and I listen when I get home. On weekends, the music is never off; unless I’m watching a film. Recently, I’ve been going through my ITunes library in alphabetical and chronological order. This morning I go to Pink Floyd, the Animals album, and the track Dogs; hence the title of the diary.

I’ve heard the lyrics countless times, but this morning it dawned on me how they (or at least a part of them anyway) perfectly describe 47, so I’m posting them here. I guess I could also post the song itself, but it’s a little over 17 minutes long so maybe not.