Whenever I hear or think of songs that either outright say it or allude to wondrous places away from __here__, such as “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” and “The Long and Winding Road,” I start to think about the magical place that is Iceland. And then a melancholia settles over me like a misty, wintry shroud, a deep yen to return to the fantastic, enchanted land that stole my heart.
The word reverberates in my mind, knocking against the bone walls over and over, resounding until I fall faint with desire.
“Somewhere over the rainbow way up high, there’s a land that I heard of once, in a lullaby.”
“The long and winding road, that leads to your door, will never disappear. I’ve seen that road before… It always leads me here: leads me to your door.”
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