As the title suggests, a song of intense depression pessimism, but one that eventually steps out of it's languid but necessary pace to search for meaning to existing, to carrying on without the one who is no more. It's about the necessity of this person's particular trial in order to eventually wade his way out of it victorious and carefree. To learn to live a peace in the haunt of death and to learn to love again is the point and attempt of this material. It's an exorcism of doubt and depravity and a catapult into someplace less moodily ambiguous. I hope you can make the tough slog through the material, and my heart, and find something inspiring in it by the end, as I know I have.