Most couples have a song. Something that, at some point in the dating/engagement period came to signfiy something unique about the relationship.

Sarah and I didn't have a song. This is due in large part to our fairly divergent musical tastes, though even where they do intersect nothing struck us as particularly meaningful in the context of our progression to marriage. We had a dickens of a time even coming up with a first dance song, settling on Norah Jones' version of "The Nearness of You" because it's pretty well done and mercifully short.

Jump forward to Friday, when a song came on the radio that reminded us both about our trip to Ireland. In fact, we heard the song on pretty much a daily basis while on our honeymoon, to the point where it was kind of the trip's unofficial theme song. We never expected to hear it again, but then we came home and not too much later it was gracing the airwaves, both on its own and in ads (for the album it's on and for a movie). Having it show up here unexpectedly, when taken with all the great memories of Ireland, filled that spot that had been vacant for so, so long.

And that's how "I Believe in a Thing Called Love" by The Darkness wound up becoming our song.