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degrees below zero (info)
This is one of my favorite songs. Though I haven't written any songs about my little sakura blossom as of yet, this song is indirectly about her, since it's a description of six lonely months waiting for her.
I've always felt that freezing to death on the bottom of the world would be one of the worst ways to die. You'd be better preserved than a mummy and the cold would penetrate every molecule of your body. Sucks to that.
I think the line I like the best in this song is in the beginning of the second verse, 'sleepwalking 'cross Antarctica, me and my Wendigo,' not only for the depiction of near-hypothermic conditions but because of the reference to the Wendigo, that mythical snow demon I read about in one of the Scary Stories books in elementary school oh-so-long ago. It would lure travellers out onto the frozen plains and drag them across the snow at high speeds until they'd scream "My fiery feet! My burning feet of fire!"
Maybe the best way would be to stay inside where it's warm, no? But we can't do this. Everything we want is out that door, and if we stay here we won't have anything.
I wouldn't mind freezing to death, so long as we freeze to death together.
(c) 2005 j baugher |