Lyric discussion by radical347 

This is really a call to find beauty in the small things. The words that they use, such as "Holiday quiet on these streets, except for some stubborn leaves That didn't fall with the fall, and now they clatter in vain Holiday sky, midnight clear, wind is high, hard to steer Old muffler rumbles like an old fighter plane" - you'd see that scene in real life and just think it's ordinary, but my gosh, the words they use make it look like it's straight out of a zillion dollar painting.

And then it goes way beyond that, beyond mere physical descriptions, to love, aging, terrorism, loss, and the emotions involved.

Intimate moments are all around you, all you have to do is realize they're there.

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