it can't be christmas until we hear shane & kirsty sing

this beautiful song only gets better with each listening.  it is a pop song.  it is rock&roll.  it is poetry.  & when my brother from another mother jonathan hayes sent me this song in an email i was reminded, once again, that our world is a fucking gorgeous place.  our world made of such music can't be so bad after all.  shane & kirsty are no longer with us.  but we have their music.  their voices.  their poetry.  when they dance together near the end of this tune, today, i fucking lost it.  a sudden irrigation of the eyes. 

amen