I always think of each night as a song. Or each moment as a song. But now I'm seeing we don't live in a single song. We move from song to song, from lyric to lyric, from chord to chord. There is no ending here. It's an infinite playlist.
Don't tell me the sky's the limit when there are footprints on the moon.
In our hands, even the straightest lyric sounded shady.
