This is yet another song that was not popular among some (like Graveyard, Kids, All for a Woman and Midnight) It had to be fought for. It’s just two people having a conversation. An artist and his muse. A sailor and his siren. She’s making fun of him, he’s granting her point. The white dress is a tongue-in-cheek reference to Midnight (to the white dresses at shows, the tortured reflection one perceives in such a long hall of mirrors). There’s a levity between them that comes to a singular realization that, at least for me, sums up what this whole record was about.

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