As If I Were A Shoelace

Every now and then a song sneaks up on me and kicks me in the ass (or rather, the ass of my heart):

I haven’t thought about that situation in a while, without even trying. It was becoming a non-issue despite the propinquity and I liked that. To be honest, I wasn’t prepared to be in this mood again at all. I wish he could hear this. It’s really hard to avoid songs that make me feel like this when they are so beautiful.

Since we’re on the topic of gorgeous memory-provoking Swedish music with eerily-correct lyrics, here’s one more:

So pretty. Seriously, what is up with me and Swedish music? Every time I dig something on Pig Radio, it’s from Sweden.

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