And those bells, chiming into everybody’s Thursday
Interrupt the droning of the street noise
To speak of some forgotten history
And when you’re midthought
I can tell that you’re at your most joyful
Spilling out a stream of something useless
Just for the hell of it and for me
I can’t keep the promise that we’ll never lose
But we can dash and choose, just like before
People wind up back in their own skin again
And then begin again, older and unsure
And my friend, I’m in no position to remind you
That everything seems louder in the moment
And time dilutes and drags things to the sea
I can’t keep the promise that we’ll never lose...
And your body only has so many cells to hold on to
Clinging to each other so that you
Don’t crumple into nothing in the breeze
It’s amazing how you laugh it off with ease