Alone

#TheCure released "Alone" as a single ahead of their first album in 16 years. I've read that they've been playing it live but this is its first album release.

I had tickets to the last Cure tour. They were playing near my house. I bought two tickets. I wasn't even planning to go with anyone. I bought two tickets so I could have a seat where you should be. I couldn't go. Not emotionally.

And now there's this song and a whole new album.

The song starts soft and dreamy. Floating guitars and jangles and chimes. The drums are hard and powerful. A heart beating a little too fast. Adding an underlying ... what ... panic? Energy? Anger? Something. It's not a happy beat. It's not a dancible beat. It's more like the feeling you get in your heart when you know you're about to get bad news. You already know what it is, but you don't want anyone to speak the truth into existence.

I teared up pretty quick because it starts like so many Cure songs do.

And then Robert Smith's voice comes in, wistful and lost, and I cried. Full on wept. Because every song ends the same.

And here is to love, to all the love Falling out of our lives Hopes and dreams are gone The end of every song