I was as ornery as a goose last night. And stressed. And stuff.

Then I listened to Pandora. Beirut's station.

The songs were nice, but my poultry-like orneriness was still there. And my stress. And stuff.

Then this familiar song came on,

And for some moments, I was content. Complacent. Relaxed.

Then I was reminded of this nice little piece of visual and melodious poetry.

A sidenote: The instrumental parts, especially in the last chunk of the song, are purely excellent and heart-squelching.

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