Death is all around us. Mostly in America, we avoid it. For some reason, it's comforting to acknowledge Lady Death and make peace with her.
When I write a song that confronts my fears...when I sing and breathe out that fear, that ominous presence--a kind of exorcism happens. And the fear is banished. Or at least slinks away sullenly into a dark corner somewhere.
That's what happened with this song: healing magic. (Also, it's kind of badass, as acoustic songs go.)
A recurring nightmare.
A nightmare no more.
Exorcism.
Update: Check out the song "If I Die in My Dreams", by Jezebel's new side project Bye Bye Banshee.