Once I was a shadow of man. Most dark nights my head was in its hands. - Ed Harcourt

And every word that you speak makes my heart sing when it's weak for often this outlook on life can be bleak.

I guess it's you I miss.
'Cause I just stare at the ceiling.
My stomach knots and twists.
You've created this feeling.
And I may be out of style.
But do you know what true love is? I'll make this all so worthwhile.
So let's rise above this. Let's rise above this.

It's about, you know, how the world is so...fucking doomed. Sort of an apocalyptic album but I want it to be quite cartoony in a way.