This jauntily milquetoast ditty is depressingly upbeat. It manages to be dreamy and ethereal while also being earnest and grounded. The song’s playful melody twinkles on top of sweetly morose prose. This song is authentically twee. I listen to this song and somehow manage to feel grateful about all the things bumming me out. Because there is no singular truth than the bummer that is humanity [hashtag life is a dumpster fire] and the hope of camaraderie that exists in this existential mess we’re all in.
The instrumental break is the crescendo of the song and features brief arpeggios of descending triplets that are reminiscent of a ballerina’s music box. This could very well be my favorite song of 2020. But, you don’t have to take my word for it.