朝目が覚めるとなぜか泣いている I always wonder why birds choose to stay in The same place when they could fly Anywhere on earth - I then ask myself the same. I think it doesn't matter if you're aware of it Or not How tidal everything seems That one day you might stand on paradise Not move and soon be drowning Or how some things you left behind Wait for you in your hotel room, some place For latent change To be reclimbed, reassembled And unknotted For me to say anything I must first have Listened For you to find anything you have to look Even in some small way As above so below The blue, the blue, and blue Running, tripping, falling It was kind of like waking up from a dream Those lifelike episodes You second guess yourself wondering If any of it actually happened The last forever in third person A chase cam rolling the current Pushed, moved, And pulled out of view And I've been thinking about a change of Pace Or the pace of change Or how the last few years were a singularity You were the universe folding in on itself Information bleeds No name No location No frame of reference Running, tripping, falling Just echos and a sense that something had Happened here Unsure of what it was I turned around and Carried on