Yeah. Thanks a lot, Ernest Hemingway. Thanks a lot.
Don't judge me, but in my current consciousness - however no-brow you may think it - I find it impossible to listen to this song without thinking of the recent reports that Peaches Geldof's husband sang it at her funeral. It doesn't matter a bit what you think of her, or her family's situation. It's like when I heard that Carole King's 'So Far Away' was played at Amy Winehouse's funeral - a long-beloved song was rendered temporarily unbearable by someone I never even knew. I still give a thought to that girl I never knew whenever I hear it, amongst other things of my own. Sometimes they're impossible to untangle, like cheap necklaces jumbled in a really old jewellery box.
I never thought this was a song about death. Listening to it now, how can it not be?
My love goes with you,
As your love stays with me.
It's just the way it changes,
Like the shoreline and the sea.
It's probably still just a crap break-up song, though.