No Light, No Light

by Shihang

Florence comes up with some rather predictable but still rather enjoyable songs, with this being the latest addition to the stable:

And that refrain! So wonderfully shoutable, and so adequate in times of mild despair, imagined or otherwise. It seems that life is so full of gentle melancholy; in a way, wistful, lilting and very melodious.

I don’t know why it bothers me to distraction. No, that is an exaggeration. But I am bothered by it, and that is enough for Joyce to condemn me and for me to wonder she is right. 491 days to the end of this nonsense in less than an hour.