Week 424 // Orbit (3)

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It starts in the morning
Dress for the moment
You’d never guess from what we see
We live near the ocean

Feel the empty room
Feel the weight of the mountain
Watch the ground implode
See the earth like a fountain
Picking the past apart
And some of it mattered

The path of an orbit
Forget that we’re turning
Forget that the end is where we start
A thing that I’m learning

Feel the calamity
Trace the shape of that feeling
Ear to the radio
Pretend that the word is worth hearing
Picking the past apart
And some of it mattered

Past is a word for people without vision
I’m worried I’m one of them
Oh the moment is ending

Feel the empty room
Feel the weight of the mountain
Watch the ground implode
See the earth like a fountain
Picking the past apart
And some of it mattered

Notes
Last week I erroneously signed off with a note that I’d see you all again in 2019. I obviously jumped the gun on that one, unless you happen to be one of my listeners on the the other side of the international date line. I’m still a few hours from the ecstatic renewal of the new year. It’s funny to be caught looking ahead when this song mostly ponders the plight of a person who focuses a bit too much on the past. Reflection is healthy, but fixation can be dangerous. New Year’s eve is a good time for looking forward.

Celebrate safely and with great joy as you bid farewell to the old year, and say howdy to the new one! See you back here in 2019.

~M.E.

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