Damn you, iTunes.

I impulse bought the Fleet Foxes albumn.

Nothing on it has grabbed me quite like 'White Winter Hymnal' yet. But it's been a shitty day at work, and this one song is helping me chill.

I was following the pack
all swallowed in their coats
with scarves of red tied ’round their throats
to keep their little heads
from fallin’ in the snow
And I turned ’round and there you go
And, Michael, you would fall
and turn the white snow red as strawberries
in the summertime.