Not another melancholy monument to unnecessary, self-induced decline

It’s a chicken and egg thing. Does my music dictate my feelings or do my feelings determine my music? Either way, here’s what’s been on the deck for more than a week now:

Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap
Silent All These Years by Tori Amos
Echo by Vertical Horizon
The Scientist by Coldplay.

Early morning or late at night at the office sans caffeneited sanity, I listen to these songs and feel myself being drawn inside… I want out.