"Strangers in the Wind" by Cut Copy came to me on a night, riding back to St. Paul's station on the Central Line. I sat on a seat, not really, as the train moved backwards. I people watched and and I clutched onto what used to be my iPod and tried to comprehend the meaning of the song.

I was jetlagged and whatnot. The English had their heads down, tired from work. I was simply enjoying a trip I will never forget.

I found "Strangers in the Wind" in the midst of an emotional ravaging on Mass Effect 2.

I realized what it really meant today.