Shoot me up! My lungs fill with air and let the loudest sigh leave me as guitars roar and layer themselves one on top of the other. Hear the words flow along Kim's bass. Somekind of painful, somekind of brilliance. My heart pounds.
Again the Sonic Age to pierce the little headphones. Blast!

You really can't call this a song -- because it's a goddamn explosion.
An eight minute story that really has no end, just new beginnings.

You're welcome.

The original track off of Strange Times is haunting with a kind of 16 Candles-esque jangle shoegaze chorus. It's beautiful and haunting in a way that will conjure the victories and pratfalls of long term relationship.