Why is it- even the most typical words,
Seem to carry meaning in this moment?
They resound within my heart, down to its depths,
Powerfully overwriting what’s there…
Even this city is in a daze amid time,
Despite the fact this loathsome season is ready to change.
Everything gets tangled up, until finally it’s all shining bright,
And I recall the essence of what’s happening right now.

Taking the reality of yesterday and tomorrow… taking that far off, fading moment…
I pin them down, careful not to miss a single one –
Endeavoring to keep any more of this hazy dream from slipping away…
‘Cause this moment is constantly spilling free.