Somehow, I hadn’t realised how sad the lyrics to this song were until we listened to it in the car yesterday.
“There was a time I was proud to be me/ But now I’m all… lost at sea.”
It’s the way Eleanor pauses that’s the killer, and how the bar piano bowls along gamely in spite of it all, head above the parapet.
“Maybe I’m not me.”
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