dropstitch:

I used to listen to this song - the original, by the smashing pumpkins - on the bus home from school in 8th grade. It sounded exactly how I felt. Now, 6 years later (though it feels so much longer ago than that) I hear this cover. The way they perform it, compared to the original, sounds like they’ve forgiven something: like they’ve gotten rid of all of the anger and all that’s left is longing.

It’s like the song grew up, too. Like these 6 years have changed it in the same ways that they’ve changed me.

(Sorry I’ve gone a little Civil Wars crazy.)

dropstitch:

I used to listen to this song - the original, by the smashing pumpkins - on the bus home from school in 8th grade. It sounded exactly how I felt. Now, 6 years later (though it feels so much longer ago than that) I hear this cover. The way they perform it, compared to the original, sounds like they’ve forgiven something: like they’ve gotten rid of all of the anger and all that’s left is longing.

It’s like the song grew up, too. Like these 6 years have changed it in the same ways that they’ve changed me.

(Sorry I’ve gone a little Civil Wars crazy.)

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