Evening Streeted

As I meet time, out of time, am I not myself?
Do I stretch sideways, so much I forget?

As I fall further toward the meeting I missed
And I do stretch sideways, so much
I'm stripping the walls to echo myself

As if I cared about that
As if it made a difference
As if the world stops turning
As if... as if...

If you keep falling down, something must be wrong
If you keep getting up again
And it's no wonder you get lost
But you do it again and again and again

In an instant I stand eye to eye with myself
And during the present and that recognizion is to be
One with yourself, and one with the next one

As if it really mattered
As if it was important
As if I cared about that
As if... as if...

If you keep falling down, something must be wrong
If you keep getting up again
And it's no wonder you get lost
But you do it again and again and again