Nick Cave live. Only way to Cave.

Into My Arms always reminds me of my friend Alexia, who once listened to it on loop for hours one morning like it was a melancholic Top 40.

I don’t believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
Not to touch a hair on your head
To leave you as you are
And if He felt He had to direct you
Then direct you into my arms

And Love Letter is one of the most gorgeous things we’ll ever hear.

I hold this letter in my hand
A plea, a petition, a kind of prayer
I hope it does as I have planned
Losing her again is more than I can bear
I kiss the cold, white envelope
I press my lips against her name
Two hundred words. We live in hope
The sky hangs heavy with rain

Love Letter, Love Letter
Go get her, Go get her

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