paroles de chanson 622 A Million Years - Dan Merritt

A hundred million years

I started this whole thing staring out into a canyon
A void
Past reflections and crossbeams
Over foggy street lit by orange streetlights
Into an expanse far too vast, presently
Then

To even consider
Repercussions
Reflected and refracted
Like goblin drums fitting
Pretty fucking
Little did I know

Sat on a firm white chair with a hard back
My eyes welled
Prescient
Then

I saw paths open
I saw one path open
I saw a road
Wipe opaque and straight
To the highway then to the airport
How could I have known
I knew

Now I'm cross legged on a hotel bed
Glass chattering gunpowder in the humid air
Reflecting on one rotation
A void filled?
And ocean flooded
Uncountable 31,556,952
Each composed of content or longing
Not a single wasted

Surroundings surprisingly fade
Green wood
An L couch
Foergin countries seen through phone screens
A wall a/c and a beige carpet
A white room
At last

Tonight I'll set an alarm for 8:43
At which point I'll wake up and take four pills and go back to sleep

Many many many not enough mornings followed a pattern
More benign of medication and falling back
But Pillow Talk will wake me up
You said you don't want that to be us
I got that flawed interpretation
It was more than I could ever write

Walk four blocks and back then two blocks and back
Reserved table is a start

Presently
Pleasant chimes disguise themselves in
Sounds for commercials
As I fail to put into words
What I
Right now
And forever
Prioritize