Annomally

Gosto do jeito como ela começa, com o diferenciado som de uma espécie de cítara, gosto de como termina de repente, num grito.  Gosto do “durudurudu” no meio do refrão e da forma crescente e gritada como ela cresce e se desenvolve pelo caminho. Gosto do fato de ser meio freak, meio dark. Gosto do contraste das guitarras pesadas com a voz, meio suave, meio imponente do Brandon Boyd. Gosto da letra e do jogo de palavras Anna Molly/ Annomally.
Gosto muito do videoclipe:

A cloud hangs over it's a city by the sea
I watch the ships pass and wonder if she might be
Out there and sober as a well for loneliness
Please do persist girl, its time we met and made a mess
I picture your face in the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize
Anna Molly, Anna Molly, annomally
A cloud hangs over and mutes my happiness
A thousand ships couldn't send me back from distress
Wish you were here, I'm a wounded satellite
I need you now put me back together make me right
I picture your face in the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic, a proof of the prize
Anna Molly, Anna Molly, annomally
I'm calling your name up into the air
Nobody of the others could ever compare
Anna Molly, annomally
Wait there is a light
There is a fire illuminated attic
Fate or something better I couldn't care less
Just stay with me a while
Wait there is a light, there is a fire
Defragmenting the attic
Fate or something better I couldn't care less
Just stay with me a while
I picture your face in the back of my eyes
A fire in the attic a proof of the prize
Anna Molly, annomally, Anna Molly
I'm calling your name up into the air
Nobody of the others could ever compare
Anna Molly, annomally
(Annomally)
Wait there is a light there is a fire
Defragmenting the attic
(Annomally)
Fate or something better I couldn't care less
Just stay with me a while