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The Fleeting, Fragile Spirit of these Creatures Clinging to this Rock

I have a story in my mind, about time travel and moral yearnings and hope and the complete annihilation of everything you hold dear. It feels like this song:

… and I don’t know if I can write it so it comes out that way.

But it’s a good song, isn’t it?

And yeah, I first heard it on Weeds, and couldn’t get it out of my head then.

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