the_scientist
raze
elaine cassidy's
face
.
that's
what
gets
me
every
time
.
she's
in
the
music
video
for
,
what
,
thirty
seconds?
by
the
time
she
shows
up
and
we
understand
the
weight
of
what
we've
been
watching
,
chris
martin
has
already
run
out
of
words
,
and
all
he
has
left
to
give
is
a
falsetto
wail
that
sounds
like
falling
feels
.
maybe
elaine's
a
ghost
.
maybe
we're
seeing
a
bit
of
who
she
was
before
her
soul
slid
out
of
her
body
in
a
shower
of
broken
glass
.
and
maybe
i
wouldn't
feel
much
of
anything
if
she
hadn't
torn
my
heart
from
my
chest
in
"disco pigs".
but
that
smile
at
the
end
when
she
slips
off
her
seatbelt
is
enough
to
undo
me
.
sure
,
the
song
itself
is
part
of
it
.
the
perfectly
imperfect
piano
recording
.
the
vocal harmonies
that
glide
like
slide
guitars
.
running
in
circles
.
chasing
our
tails
.
i
just
can't
hear
a
lick
of
it
without
thinking
of
a
fictional
love
interest
who
was
made
as
real
to
me
as
anything
without
a
bit
of
backstory
to
flesh
her
out
.
the
loss
of
her
still
stings.
because
she's
everyone
i've
ever
loved
.
all
our
sad
endings
are
bifurcated
beginnings
anyway
.
oh
,
take
me
back
to
the
start
.
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