It will come back to you

I am thankful for the songs that, when I hear them, I am thankful for that and every time that I hear them. The blush never fades from its sonic rose, the seven-year itch never prickles, the metaphors never turn cliche.

This is one of those songs:



The first strains send me back to the PCH; the rest is just pure joy.

And this beneficence has a bonus, to boot!