Hide and Seek 4 - Imogen Heap, probably a 4w5 artist… this is a 4w5 song. The lyrics don’t form a coherent narrative, but the fragments produce a haunting and evocative picture of “the sweeping insensitivity of this still life” — “trains and sewing machines,” “oily marks appear on walls where pleasure moments hung before the takeover” — the lament that “you only meant well… well of course you did.” The unwillingness to be consoled by empty expressions of non-negative intention, sweeping under the rug… this powerful image of “ransom notes keep falling out your mouth mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cut-outs” — pointing to the mechanical, dry unfeeling apathy of whoever this being is (a lover? Society itself? That which allows for trains and sewing machines to overtake blood and tears, which “were here first”); ending on this refrain “you don’t care a bit” somewhat unsentimentally, stating a perception of non-feeling as fact (the 5 part). This is to say nothing of the musical qualities of this song — the rich and dissonant harmonies (4-ish depth), the use and mastery of an innovative vocoder technology (5), the vocal forward ness, the way that the harmonies mimic in form the content of train whistles and sewing machines (4), etc.