Music Monday – Of Want and Misery: The Nothing that Kills

This week I went back to listen to some of the music I used to listen to in high school. And boy did I find some gems. For instance, this song – – Of Want and Misery: The Nothing that Kills — by As Cities Burn from Son, I Loved You at Your Darkest album. Yes its screamo, but boy is it beautiful. It tells the story of romance between a lover that pursues and the beloved who chases after things that won’t fufill. It has one killer line at the end – “And this is romance….” Truly all romantic stories actually point us to the true romance: The Gospel.

I watched you float away on a wave of want and misery
now I’ve got to find you
I watched you float away on whatever caught your eye
now I’ve got to find you
’cause I’ve got to keep your head above the water
while the current pulls me under

I will hang my life in the space between the noose and your neck
I won’t let you die just yet

I will love you even when you won’t let me
and you will kill me by doing nothing
but I know it’s not you, my dear,
I know it’s not you
I know it’s not you, my dear,
it’s the nothing that kills

I can’t save you
control is something out of mine
no, I can’t save you
control is something out of my control

I will love you even when you won’t let me
and you will kill me by doing nothing
but I know it’s not you, my dear,
I know it’s not you
I know it’s not you, my dear,
it’s the nothing that kills

I can’t save you but I will love you
no, I can’t save you but I will love you
I’d like to think that this is love
lost in second chances without end
this is romance

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