Little parcels of the past |
Are spinning down towards the gyre |
And a sinuous truth unvoiced |
Is stretching up forever higher |
Leaves of places, leaves of friends |
Are blowing in the wind and falling |
But my ship carves through the rain |
To the place that I am going |
Trepidation, you gotta be mistaken |
It was an endless time ago |
You gotta, gotta let it go |
Trepidation, you gotta be mistaken |
It was an endless time ago |
You gotta, gotta let it go |
Tiny particles of light |
Have travelled in a wave to find me |
A hundred million light-years past, |
But still they seem to find a way |
To blind me |
Storms of old, I never told, |
Last year they were all the rages |
All the sciences of motion |
Cannot calculate my changes |
Trepidation, you gotta be mistaken |
It was an endless time ago |
You gotta, gotta let it go |
Trepidation, you gotta be mistaken |
It was an endless time ago |
You gotta, gotta let it go |
Trepidation, you gotta be mistaken |
It was an endless time ago |
You gotta, gotta let it go |
Trepidation, you gotta be mistaken |
It was an endless time ago |
You gotta, gotta let it go |
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