My nephew is an amazing artist. I recently asked him what his favorite song was and he said "In The Morning Of The Magicians" by The Flaming Lips. The song speaks of such sorrow as well as beauty and it did surprise me at first that it would be his favorite. Then I realized how much sorrow he has endured in his life and I understood. It hurts me some to listen to it because I know of his pain... he lost his father at a young age... and yet he has endured and succeeded in spite of, or maybe because of that pain. To me this song is so heartfelt and sad yet there is a beauty inside it. Ahhh, yes.. my nephew is a true artist!
