this makes me glad to be alive. and how she says we at the end is amazing and 'routine operations' is a perfect phrase that conveys two meanings- for olivia of wharton's novel, and those of us who are 'under anaesthesia', who don't live each day to it's potential and- these are incredibly poignant and humane lyrics by the way- with 'our wit and wonder snuffed' and 'our own beauty not enough'. God thats beautiful. im so happy that music is still so vibrantly alive.
this makes me glad to be alive. and how she says we at the end is amazing and 'routine operations' is a perfect phrase that conveys two meanings- for olivia of wharton's novel, and those of us who are 'under anaesthesia', who don't live each day to it's potential and- these are incredibly poignant and humane lyrics by the way- with 'our wit and wonder snuffed' and 'our own beauty not enough'. God thats beautiful. im so happy that music is still so vibrantly alive.