I Knew There Was Pain but Pain Is Not Aching
Nails a certain melancholy, don't it? It's also an answer to those who think LC! can't slow down--they aren't one-trick rhythm ponies, after all. But still, all that force when the voices join in. For that's what you get with these folks, a community, a reality, a long view. And all you can hear is the sound of your own heart. And all you can feel is your lungs flood and the blood course. And all you can do is hum a gorgeous tune and hope maybe someone else wants to stand beside you, if only for a short, short while, and hum along. Sure the song ends, we all drift apart we don't know how. But we do know, there was this.
(22 of 31 in the drive to 2500)
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