I actually like a bit of Coldplay. The Scientist and Yellow, in particular. Why wouldn't I? Music for 11pm on a rainy December evening. Melancholia is my modus operandi at this time of year - something about the combination of Christmas, New Year, birthday, pensive storms, the look back to see if we've really achieved anything.
Anyway, lyrics for future use:
"Your skin, oh your skin and bones, turn into something beautiful."
"For you, I'd bleed myself dry."
"Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions, let's go back to the start"
"Tell me you love me, come back and haunt me"
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