How do a few echoey, delayed guitars manage to evoke so much?  That floating lead really gets me.  Gives me a sublime feeling, this track.  In the true sense of the word.  Some glimpse of appreciation of the ludicrousness, the amazingness, the pointless, fleeting beauty of our short time in this incredible universe.  If I had to choose a closing song for my funeral, it would be this one, played out while my body is fired in a rocket into the sun.

Every now and then, I get a sublime moment, a flash of how things could be. Another world; a better place for us all to live. A little taste, if only in my head, and all too fleeting. Intoxicating, though. Thanks to all the peeps out there making those moments happen a bit more regularly.