Swan, Swan, Hummingbird, Hurrah, We're All Free Now

So, the first alternative band I fell head over heels for finally called it a night yesterday. 31 years of mumbles and poetry, and jangly guitars, they made me joyous for many many years.

I had the chorus of this song written in Sharpie around the bottom hem of my denim jacket in high school. For no reason other than to be as obscure as the words themselves. This is one of my favorite songs of theirs, and it makes no real sense; it allows you to construct your own context. Which was one of the great joys of this band. Godspeed, Berry, Buck, Mills, and Stipe.

Swan Swan H - R.E.M.