This is a song about when something in the air is familiar and it catches you off guard. Sometimes when the air is just right, or the temperature hovers in a particular place, or a song wafts by your ears, or the clouds look just a certain way, or the light fades at just the right instant, you can be transported to other places and other times. Memory sneaks up on you, and past blends with present, and time folds in on itself and unfolds in curious and unexpected ways. It is different from mere deja vu in which your memory is confused and mistakes the present for the past. It is the discovery a moment that complements a memory, and a realization that life is full of symmetry, and refrains come back around just like the chorus of a song. It is a curious sensation, and when it happens, moments last longer, and linger in your perception. I try to savor those moments when it seems like life is a song.
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Rising moon
Mid/late day
Wild blue
and 10 balloons
Floating away
Setting soon
Light looks strange
Alien hues
And street light too
Buzzing away
How does it get you?
Nobody knows
Light like an evening
Those years ago
Strange how it works you
Right to the bone
Song from a morning
Ages ago
Hold my hand
Tight my dear
Such a friend
I lose my head
Having you near
Old old light
Disappears
Catch the ribbon
On the breeze
Hold it for years
How does it get you?
Nobody knows
Light like an evening
Those years ago
Strange how it works you
Right to the bone
Song from a morning
Ages ago