Extraordinary

It's been so since listening to a song gave me goosebumps, but just now, right when "Oh Well" started peaking, I felt it, an extended, delicious shiver all over.

Fiona has wings. And she will never be caged.

What you did to me
Made me see myself something different
And though I try to talk sense to myself
But I just won't listen
Won't you go away, turned yourself in
You're no good at confession
Before the image that you burned me in
Tries to teach you a lesson

What you did to me
Made me see myself something awful
A voice once stentorian
Is now again meek and muffled
It took me such a long time to get
Back up the first time you did it
I spent all I had to get it back
And now it seems I've been outbidden

My peace and quiet was stolen from me
When I was looking with calm affection
You were searching out my imperfections
What wasted unconditional love
On somebody who doesn't believe in the stuff

You came upon me like a hypnic jerk
When I was just about settled
And when it counts you recoil
With the cryptic word
And leave a love belittled

Oh what a cold and common old way to go
I was feeding on the need for you to know me
Devastated at the rate you fell below me
What wasted unconditional love
On somebody who doesnt believe in this life

Oh well...

-"Oh Well," Fiona Apple