HOW'S ANNIE? HOW'S ANNIE? HOW'S ANNIE? HOW'S ANNIE?

Vibing ever more deeply and intensely (update: obsessively) on "Sycamore Trees," watched the entire Black Lodge sequence a few more times (start with this link to youtube it, almost unwatchably dark for the first bit but then kind of beautifully grainy for the music sequence) and have literally listened to the song approx. 50x today (update: 135 times according to iTunes, mostly over the past 2.5 days) -

- and realizing that the song is sung by the protagonist TO HIMSELF, either from the perspective of the 'good', Cooper-like, rational and civilized self fearfully (yet also maybe longingly?) watching his own evil, hedonic, Bob-infected shadow self pacing in the woods, or, even more terrifyingly and thus likely, a Bob's-eye view as the demon hunts his prey.  So do our yin and yang - superego and id? - cautiously circle each other, alternately walking together and then stalking one another, we warily glimpse different aspects of ourself in stolen moments of moral self-awareness, peeking through the branches blowing in the breeze, waiting for the inevitable confrontation between these twin spirits within us, wondering who will win but fearing the worst - "How's Annie?  How's Annie?  How's Annie?  Howww's Annie?"  Terrifying, but also some real heaviness, awesome profundity expressed with ridiculous artistry -