A cemetery song we’d never sing :: song of the day


I’m sitting over Neptune City.
I used to love it.
It used to be pretty.
I’ll come down,
walk around a while,
until I’m sure I can never go home again.”

This song, it feels like I have taken a drive through the Garden State, in the Sixties, while wearing a borrowed prom dress that once belonged to a Great-Aunt who spent her youth in Paris, tradings tales with Miller and Nin. There is something Danny Elfman here, too, lurking just underneath it all. I half expect to see Edward Scissorhands pop up in the background, turning everything into a topiary wonderland, making ice sculptures snow down on the world that Kim still lives in.


Neptune City :: Nicole Atkins & the Sea

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