this afternoon on the way to the grocer before dinner i heard one of the chiefest of "our" songs again, finger eleven's one thing.
tonight, after taking out the trash, i needed to move ophelia to the street so i wasn't blocking the driveway for c. who needs to leave very early in the morning. i caught the tail end of another of our songs, slide by the goo goo dolls, which transitioned immediately to yet another of our songs, never tear us apart. it's not among c.'s favorite songs by inxs, being that it tends to the overly sentimental hokey hyperbole ballads partake of which shakespeare's sonnets parodied, but i'm a sucker for that sort of thing and she's grown to love it more with me.
here is a version sung by a saint.