I see everything that has come before me
Collapsing on itself in a fog of history
Like Nirvana Nevermind on my niece's shirt
It's all decontextualized and remade each morning
On inconsistent ground I have my footing
And then I fly off again
I float in warm irrelevance
Understanding nothing of what came before
I drift in right now
But I hear you walking
I hear people speaking
The frost on the leaves is melting
The sun that shined on the ancients is back up and pinеs me for all time to all of evеrything
Collapsing on itself in a fog of history
Like Nirvana Nevermind on my niece's shirt
It's all decontextualized and remade each morning
On inconsistent ground I have my footing
And then I fly off again
I float in warm irrelevance
Understanding nothing of what came before
I drift in right now
But I hear you walking
I hear people speaking
The frost on the leaves is melting
The sun that shined on the ancients is back up and pinеs me for all time to all of evеrything
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