your darling carla, staying gold, in a world where nothing gold can stay.
Saturday, June 26, 2010
dancing on my own
I feel as if everyone on the planet can relate to this song one way or another.
This song makes me sad in the happiest of ways, if that makes sense at all. Listening to it, makes me feel as if i should be dressed up, holding a beer in my hand, standing alone, eyes closed, swaying to the music in a dimly lit club. As Robyn explains herself, "it's about being sad... on the dancefloor."
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