Sunday, September 6, 2009


There's a certain level of melancholia that appeals to me. A minor key, a solemn voice, thought-provoking lyrics and a video that captures the syncopation of the song? Perfect.

And I dealt with this years ago
I took a hammer to every memento
But image on image like beads on a rosary
pulled through my head as the music takes hold
and the sickener hits; I can work till I break
but I love the bones of you
That, I will never escape

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