I'm warming up to "ATM Machine." My newest peeve is in Winter (I bought the DVD individually on eBay, rather than buy another copy of the album for $90 to $100). The last verse when he says, "to protect the ones;" he never completes the thought. "The ones." The ones who what?
One thing I really like in Winter, though: "summer sang in me / but summer sings in me no more." This is an allusion to a sonnet by Edna St. Vincent Millay:
What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,
I have forgotten, and what arms have lain
Under my head till morning; but the rain
Is full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sigh
Upon the glass and listen for reply,
And in my heart there stirs a quiet pain
For unremembered lads that not again
Will turn to me at midnight with a cry.
Thus in winter stands the lonely tree,
Nor knows what birds have vanished one by one,
Yet knows its boughs more silent than before:
I cannot say what loves have come and gone,
I only know that summer sang in me
A little while, that in me sings no more.
