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greenstormA Counting Crows song that has been in my head since I was thirteen, that I haven't been able to put a name to (I'm 23 now) is named 'The Ghost In You'. It has this line:
And love... will not fade away, and love love love... will not fade away
That line has been echoing through my head for ten years now, sourceless, and now it's homed. Right here, right now, this is a reason to get older. The past becomes a treasure-trove of rich precious things that you can uncover like working magic. Look, I have been singing this to myself since before I knew Kynnin, singing it in those dark intense little moments of seperation from the world, and now someone is singing it to me on computer speakers.
And love... will not fade away, and love love love... will not fade away
That line has been echoing through my head for ten years now, sourceless, and now it's homed. Right here, right now, this is a reason to get older. The past becomes a treasure-trove of rich precious things that you can uncover like working magic. Look, I have been singing this to myself since before I knew Kynnin, singing it in those dark intense little moments of seperation from the world, and now someone is singing it to me on computer speakers.
Counting Crows
Date: 2005-06-08 02:48 pm (UTC)Counting Crows are good for that. Somehow they managed to integrate that feeling of alienation into all of their songs so perfectly that one can't help but be overwhelmed by their fragment of disconnectedness. I'm trying to think of a better way to explain their effect on me, but all of the metaphors I can think of seem trite in comparison to the sadness they are able to portray. My favourite song of theirs is Perfect Blue Buildings.
-Vanessa