I don't know if he'd heard this song. I think he would have had me listen, if he had. I heard it on the radio the other day. At first, just the guitar picking - made me hear him again, made me hear his fingers on the strings, hear his voice. And then vedder's voice - I swear, though matt would vehemently disagree, those two are voice brothers. If there were a theme song for my love, in himself, it would be this.
For me, these days, I seem to be living firmly in HOLY SHIT land. As in - he was just here, solid, actual, real. And that a man so solid, tangible, real is just suddenly gone. Holy Shit. Incredulous. Unbelievable. My mind smacks into it again and again. That cannot be real. Either he never was, or he is coming home soon (and cleary, I've gone crazy to think that he's gone). That he was AND he is gone, I'm sorry. That is just f-ing NUTS. Holy Shit Land. That is where I live. It's crazyland that I have to accept as reality. Solid and here, and disappeared.