Let’s see. The planet goes through millions of years of transition, man evolves and learns to make music, a group of Irish musicians produce an album, and all so a man with a technologically smart phone and a blog can combine the culmination of these radical elements to manifest a memory in you and subsequent agitation for getting a song stuck in your head by posting this:
I wanna run, I want to hide
I wanna tear down the walls
That hold me inside
I wanna reach out
And touch the flame
Where the streets have no name
