there's a special place inside my skull
where your DNA it codes my cerebrum
in full stuttering and drooling
my shredded throat will try to sing for you
what do you say? would you marry me today?
the moon would gush all inside out
and my nightmares would go away
what do you say? would you devote yourself today?
like riding out a sinking ship as it lowers into the bay
please stay
The first song that I ever remember actually giving me goosebumps. I distinctly remember the first time I heard it: 16 years old, sitting in my bright yellow bedroom, procrastinating going to bed. It's a sad, fucked up song about a woman who is so swept up in her own depression and heartbreak that she doesn't notice when her three children drown while playing in the ocean.
There are so many good lyrics in this song:
"Heaven's not a place that you go when you die. It's that moment in life when you touch her and you feel alive. So live for the moment."
"And he can't understand how everyone goes on breathing when true love ends."
But what really got me was the last minute of the song, when the music swells, and you find out that the three children have died: "And she didn't even notice or pay much attention as the tide came in and swept her three into the ocean. Now all her good advice, it seems useless."