New Year’s is a harmless annual institution, of no particular use to anybody save as a scapegoat for promiscuous drunks, and friendly calls and humbug resolutions.
“Lights Out, Words Gone" by Bombay Bicycle Club
Keep your old and wasted words
My heart is breaking like you heard
But the town has always turned
These lies and made them all burn
Let’s end 2011 with some awesome music, shall we?