Little Parcels Of An Endless Time - Asaf Avidan, La Fine Equipe

Little parcels of the past

Are spinning down towards

The gyre

And a sinuous truth unvoiced

Is stretching up forever

Higher

Leaves of places

Leaves of friends

Are blowing in the wind and

Falling

But my ship carves

Through the rain

To the place that I am

Going

Trepidation

You gotta be mistaken

It was an endless time ago

You gotta, gotta let it go

Trepidation

You gotta be mistaken

It was an endless time ago

You gotta, gotta let it go

Tiny particles of light

Have travelled in a wave to find me

A hundred million light-years past

But still they seem to find a way to blind me

Storms of old

I never told

Last year they were all the rages

All the sciences of motion

Cannot calculate my changes

Trepidation

You gotta be mistaken

It was an endless time ago

You gotta, gotta let it go

Trepidation

You gotta be mistaken

It was an endless time ago

You gotta, gotta let it go

Trepidation

You gotta be mistaken

It was an endless time ago

You gotta, gotta let it go

Trepidation

You gotta be mistaken

It was an endless time ago

You gotta, gotta let it go