Posted on May 13, 2012, in Life, Music and tagged disillusion, husband, national, runaway. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
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*hugs*
I get chills every time he sings “What makes you think I’m enjoying being led to the flood?” 😦
He’s haunting.
Haunting definitely. That line has always stood out, it’s kinda a wow moment every time I hear it. 😦
I know…
I know… 😦