Whatever angst I may be feeling today, it is not captured in an artsy black and white video featuring goth-ish smeary eyeliner and a stark asylum locale. But I do love this song. Come To My Window, as far as I'm concerned, is the original power ballad of anguish and longing. I'm not Melissa Etheridge, even though I sometimes do a pitiful impersonation of her in the shower. So enjoy her thrashing and wailing. I'm going to paint my toenails a bright shade of definitely non-angsty pink, Revlon #271, Extravagant.
I like it. Hope the polish helped.
ReplyDeleteI like to think every little bit of effort helps. :-)
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