This graphic is from the Flaming Lips' CD "Yoshima Battles the Pink Robots," a part of a new musical scene that accentuates art, the avant garde, what's odd and intriguing. Certainly yesterday's "My Immortal" by Evanesence is an excellent example of music as art; beautiful, haunting melodies, gripping lyrics and meaning - things are looking up musically. Thankfully people are turning their backs on the effluvium that permeates the airwaves, from Cher to Christina to Brittany, and thinking more, exploring more, demanding more out of music.

Well, just to accentuate that emotional poke in the eye from yesterday, here again are the lyrics to:

My Immortal

I'm so tired of being here
Suppressed by all my childish fears
And if you have to leave
I wish that you would just leave
'Cause your presence still lingers here
And it won't leave me alone

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears
When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears
I held your hand through all of these years
But you still have
All of me

You used to captivate me
By your resonating light
Now I'm bound by the life you left behind
Your face it haunts
My once pleasant dreams
Your voice it chased away
All the sanity in me

These wounds won't seem to heal
This pain is just too real
There's just too much that time cannot erase

I've tried so hard to tell myself that you're gone
But though you're still with me
I've been alone all along