Animal Collective - Peacebone

Time slows,
unfurls
and now
I have you to thank.

One for the solstice.

This winter has been:
the smell of new music, an old book and me trawling through the abyss of your mind.


Where has the time gone? Look: ten seconds. Look again: thirty seconds. I'm losing me and you. Even the oranges are going mouldy. I should stop this mindless following.

And now, the days are getting longer.

--x--

There is nothing warmer, or more gratifying than to bask in the warmth of another's grief.

One year of non being?

Yes.
It has been one year and nothing
seems to help. Just bridging the gap
between
absolute Numbness/
and the pain of your absence.