Music or Madness

Go on, fill your heart up with gladness
Not a moment too soon

So I will follow the feeling
And sing fever to the form

Cos the very thing you're afraid of,
It keeps you clean but unclear

Is the dirt that you're made of,
And that's nothing to fear

Love these lines, extracted from Nick Mulvey's beautiful Fever to the Form, which has been on loop in a mellow work playlist I'm building.

Speaking of living by music – anyone else hooked on new Dublin station Non-Stop 90s? Find it at 88.1FM. It's a one-way ticket down memory lane.

Pic taken at the Designgoat studios, for an upcoming post on The Crafted.