Dead Love: Amy Winehouse, Back to Black

Mourning Amy this morning, the sorrowful phrasing of this signature song, playing over and over in my head.

Back to Black, Amy. I feel you, even now.

… You went back to what you knew
So far removed from all that we went through
And I tread a troubled track
My odds are stacked
I’ll go back to black

We only said good-bye with words
I died a hundred times
You go back to her
And I go back to…..

—Amy Winehouse, Back to Black

—Erin Orison, DEAD LOVE/the Daily Slice