i realise that i've made mention of this before - but i've just recently rediscovered a song that perfectly fits into the happy/sad genre that i like so much. it's another grandaddy number, from which i stole the title for this photo. what i like about it is how the last verse strides the gap between fond reminiscing and melancholic yearning, all with an unexpected and interesting melody.

you wrote me little letters and,
you brought me lunch that time,
at my work and that poem you left,
on my windshield wrapped in plastic,
to protect it from the rain.

this photo was from the same night as the white rain and here's the original

i realise that i've made mention of this before - but i've just recently rediscovered a song that perfectly fits into the happy/sad genre that i like so much. it's another grandaddy number, from which i stole the title for this photo. what i like about it is how the last verse strides the gap between fond reminiscing and melancholic yearning, all with an unexpected and interesting melody.

you wrote me little letters and,
you brought me lunch that time,
at my work and that poem you left,
on my windshield wrapped in plastic,
to protect it from the rain.

this photo was from the same night as the white rain and here's the original