I don't have one, single favourite song. I love so many songs for so many different reasons. And in the same way a mother loves her children, I can't love one (of my chosen favourites) more than another. Music means a lot to me. It's been with me throughout my pain and joy. I cannot imagine my life without it. So with that in mind I will give you 3 songs:
1. The song I walked down the aisle to in 2000 -
"Ascension" from Elephant. From their 1997 album Absolve Me.
If you ever find it, it's a beautiful song. From a small, kiwi band. I'm playing it now while I write this. It still makes me cry. (If I could work out how to share it with you, I would!)
2. The song I would like at my funeral -
"Von" from Sigur Ros. From their 2007 album Heima. Beautiful grief.
*Actually any song from Sigur Ros would be suitable. Their music brings me closer to God.
3. The song that makes my husband think of me. (and me of him.) -
"Ion Square" from Bloc Party. From the 2008 album Intimacy.
*There's a hidden track at the end of the Silent Alarm Remix album which we've claimed as our own too.
Lyrics to Ion Square:
Ion square, perspex swings
I breathe out, you breathe in
Permanent midnight
Our love, our love
How we've come to depend
On each other to the end
The space between us has disappeared
You finish my, you finish my words for me
I remember how it began
So many great days in a row
Barefoot on Bishopsgate
Trying to find Blake's grave
If we could stay like this in a silver foil
Trapped in amber for a life
Permanent midnight
Our love, our love
I carry your heart here with me
I carry it in my heart
I carry your heart with me
I carry it in my heart
Who said unbroken happiness
Is a bore, is a bore?
Who said it, my love? I don't mind it
Anymore, anymore
And I reach out a hand over your side of the bed
Pull that blanket over your shoulders exposed to the night
And the hunger of those early years will never return
But I don't mind, I don't mind
'Cause I love my mind when I'm fucking you
Slowed down to a crawl
Years of crime and the bread line
Have not at all dimmed your shine
So let's stay in, let the sofa be our car
Let's stay in, let the TV be our stars
I found my dancing shoes but they don't fit
All the bright lights do is bore me
They bore me
I carry your heart here with me
I carry it in my heart
I carry your heart with me
I carry it in my heart
I breathe out, you breathe in
Permanent midnight
Our love, our love
How we've come to depend
On each other to the end
The space between us has disappeared
You finish my, you finish my words for me
I remember how it began
So many great days in a row
Barefoot on Bishopsgate
Trying to find Blake's grave
If we could stay like this in a silver foil
Trapped in amber for a life
Permanent midnight
Our love, our love
I carry your heart here with me
I carry it in my heart
I carry your heart with me
I carry it in my heart
Who said unbroken happiness
Is a bore, is a bore?
Who said it, my love? I don't mind it
Anymore, anymore
And I reach out a hand over your side of the bed
Pull that blanket over your shoulders exposed to the night
And the hunger of those early years will never return
But I don't mind, I don't mind
'Cause I love my mind when I'm fucking you
Slowed down to a crawl
Years of crime and the bread line
Have not at all dimmed your shine
So let's stay in, let the sofa be our car
Let's stay in, let the TV be our stars
I found my dancing shoes but they don't fit
All the bright lights do is bore me
They bore me
I carry your heart here with me
I carry it in my heart
I carry your heart with me
I carry it in my heart
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