I've been going steady with Everything But The Girl for twenty-five years now, yet I often find myself surprised by the effect the opening guitars of "When All's Well" begin; my chest tightens it's hold on my heart and I feel like I'm falling in love all over again. Tracey sings "we are not pure, we are not true, we are not right" and her words fill my head with the memories of all the times I walked away from someone until they are pushed aside by the memories that came from the time that I didn't and I, too, feel my love is like cathedral bells.
Of course, there's that caveat of "when all's well": a detail I could never work out all those years ago...
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