I can listen to my father's favorite song without crying. Well... almost. Heh.
And I don't care what any of you think, so save it for someone who'll be comforted. And I'm not upset but I can think about my father now and then can't I? So fuck off. Now, to take the sting off that, feel free to enjoy this pretty video, which is not my father's favorite song. But I like it and he's not here to complain, now is he?
http://youtube.com/watch?v=9tYZGVYQyVs