No comments here. Amazing. This song is so gothic, and should have been played in the clubs back when I was haunting them, you know, just for a breather or a pensive smoke. I picture a snow-globe with the funeral parlor within, two bodies ready in their coffins, and outside a figure shaking the globe to watch the glitter fall on the scene within. I can lie back and sink into the beauty of this song, sad and sweet and glorious that someone is so melancholy and can actually express it. My CD trips right into this song from All Cats Are Grey, and afterwards comes Doubt, totally dispensing the spell with angst and desperation. Epic.