I'm listening to: Saves the Day - Driving in the Dark

Everything I was back when you had the hands my heart was in
I was never good at goodbye

Can I swallow this bottle whole?
So, this brain in my head can forget your face




Allegories possess an element of existential comfort, in that they embody a universal generality - the glue between and of the Human Experience. "You are not alone," they tell us implicitly. But it is just as conceivable that their function is void, and they never occupy any other plane besides that of (self-contained) symbolism. In other words, they are possibly inadequate of translation/reduction to anything less elusive; hopelessly impersonal. Of what significance, then, are they?

There is no comfort in the truth of forms, as far as I can tell.




You left me here beside myself
Left me with all the reasons I was wrong for you.