What a difference a definition can make
What a cake, what a day, what a beautiful bride
Picture don’t last forever and memories are always being refigured
And so the light falls on the walkway just so
And so falls an entire way of life on a particular day
Or maybe it’s a million airborne interlopers.
No room for parachutes here and no room for prayer.
Nothing for rent, nothing to borrow, and still, sea-levels rising everywhere.
What to order when one is facing down the end?
Not to fear, the world doesn’t end, they say,
But we certainly do.
And again the backup singers queuing for auditions.
And look at all of Nashville holding its breath.
If we can’t finally slip these strings, all is lost.
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