Song of the Week, 2011-012, Grey Room, Damien Rice

In a room with its four walls flushed in grey, sitting on the floor, B and C are having a converstion.

B: Isn't it what you longed for?
C: ... yea... I guess so... at least it was
B: What do you mean by "it was"?
C: ... I don't know. It's just that, now that it came, I don't feel happy at all.
B: I don't understand. Are you trying to say that now you find out it is not what you really wanted?
C: I am very sure it WAS what I wanted. I wonder if I changed my mind as thing goes.
B: How's that so? Don't you have a clear idea about what you want to achieve?
C: Well, I thought I did, but now I am not sure. Maybe you are right, I don't really have a clear idea. Or, maybe I misunderstood everything, including myself. Or, it is just wrong... right from the start...
B: ......
C: I know... I know it sounds horrible...

For a minute which seems like forever, the complete silence chokes the grey room with its strong hand, until C starts talking again.

C: ... have you ever had the experience, when you were walking through a park, suddenly you found a path that leads to a beautiful garden, then you wandered into the garden and lost yourself in the scene, and kind of forgot about time and space?
B: That's just an excuse. You are only meant to pass through the park, not staying there, or touching anything in it.
C: Maybe it is indeed an excuse, but what is the meaning of "only meant to be", essentially it is just a subjective statement that tries to convince people that it is the only way to do something.
B: But there are always rules.
C: Who set up these rules?
B: It is not important, they are there so you have to follow. Certainly you can break them, but there are always prices to be paid. And this is life.
C: ... Life is terribly funny. At one point it gives you light and hope, at another it banishes you to the dark void. It always play jokes on you, humiliate you in all kinds of way and bring you to your knees... I always think "Life" gotta be a ruthless comedian who can just make fun of anything, otherwise it can only be a lunatic. I guess the only thing I can do is to laugh along with it...

B nods his head in silence, yet with a difficult expression on his face which shows that he is not really convinced by C. The grey room goes silence again...

The grey room... is a little corner at the back of my head.