A song about people for whom life is a continuous string of traumas. Those who revel in misery, who believe that to be "sorted" or "stable" is to be bland and lifeless. Those who belive that happiness writes white. We all know them, and at some point most of us have been them.
A storm, a bridge, a jumper, a kindred spirit (an angel?) A nod to It's A Wonderful Life. I tried to keep The Bridge simple yet powerful - the acoustic guitar holds the whole thing together while the Tom Waits style chuntering electric keeps it driving and immediate.
God alone knows if it actually works, but it's one of the tracks that people keep mentioning to me. One that they keep coming back to. And to be honest, so do I. I think it's one of the first songs I've written where I've listened back to it with a feeling that I didn't write it, it just arrived.
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