Oh, Sparklehorse…

The heart contains all pains,

And was kind enough to contain your whole life.

 

Sparklehorse,

The music you sought to create

Was so special.

 

There’s room for casual

And all manner of creative expression…

But somehow you were more than that…

It’ll always be strange…

 

How all things are an eternity,

But some eternity is juicier than the rest…

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