Pic of the Day: ♫ “There is no pain, you are receding / A distant ship, smoke on the horizon / You are only coming through in waves / Your lips move, but I can’t hear what you’re saying / When I was a child I had a fever / My hands felt just like two balloons / Now I’ve got that feeling once again / I can’t explain, you would not understand / This is not how I am / I have become comfortably numb.” ♫