No you aren't andi! I totally understand what you mean...and it's a very strange feeling. I only get like that with Morrissey. I might think I get the meaning, but then I'll get this image of him smiling wryly at me and I know I've screwed it up somehow.
Which is why I hate deciphering his lyrics and just let them take me away.
My Poli Sci Prof. is going to let me borros a DVD of a Manchester gig. He's seen The Smiths live...I was born in the wrong decade.
