...is the ghost of some rock and roll fan.
Floating up from the stands with her heart opened up.
 
And I want to tell her, "Your love isn't lost,"
And say "My heart is still crossed!"
I want to scream, "Hey, you're so wonderful!
What a dream in the dark about working so hard, about growing so stoned
Trying not to turn off, trying not to believe in that lie all on your own."
- Okkervil River.