“I guess it would be nice to give my heart to a god But which one, which one do I choose? All the churches filled with losers, psycho or confused I just want to hold the divine in mind And forget, forget, forget, forget, forget All of the beauty’s wasted”
i revisit this album every now and then and always conclude that it’s better than the last time i heard it. not that i forget how good it is, its just shocking how good it is.