So many songs have gone into building it up. Too many. Much and more has been taken from the sea into making this. Too much spume. It's corpulent, capricious, but not really affluent. Looking around, it's still painful, but it doesn't hurt as much. It's at this moment, she'd turn to me and say. The Dead are only looking to make you deader and keep you dead too. And you have to go on living. So become a woman. Be a woman. And live. Live. Live. Live. Then die. So let's finish this for the sake of that story and find the bloodmoon this September too. But remember, keep in mind, that the Story in this Song is not what the song is all about.