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It was a lazy Sunday afternoon. Emma and I were reading quietly and Zoe was doing a puzzle on the floor when, out of nowhere, Zoe started singing:

There’s an order to things
There’s an order to things
There’s an order to things, now that you’re gone.

There’s an order to things
There’s an order to things
There’s an order to things, now that you’re gone.

It’s the chorus of “Sleeping With the Light On” from Jonatha Brooke’s new CD, Back in the Circus:

Listen To A Clip (MP3 format, 42 seconds, 500k)

It’s a melancholy song to begin with, but to hear those words carried through the air on that sweet, crystalline, little voice was downright haunting. I haven’t been able to get the song out of my head since.


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    Rob

    May 17, 2004 10:51 AM

    Another song in a similar vein (which I had to play back-to-back with Brooke’s song after reading this) is Teitur’s “Sleeping with the Lights On.” It also captures that particular mood well. (iTMS link)