Regina Spektor – Fidelity
from Begin to Hope (2006) /plickypop/
And suppose I never met you, suppose we never fell in love
Suppose I never ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft
Suppose I never ever saw you, suppose we never ever called
Suppose I kept on singing love songs just to break my own fall
Somehow you came to be in this rather peculiar place. If you look back across space and time, you seem to remember following someone here, but them being ahead and you being behind perhaps you didn’t recognize that person as yourself, if they well and truly were. And so here you are. There are these weird undulating waves of green and darker green spinning around you. And you’re standing on this small square of brick or something that seems to be bobbing as if it were floating on water, but it isn’t, and it isn’t bobbing quite properly either. It’s bobbing in high speed, almost like it was bopping. And whenever you think it should be coming up, it’s going down; whenever you think it should be going down again, it stands still for just a second. It’s hard not to feel perpetually as if you’re just about to fall into the uh green wavy stuff above and below you. So you raise your arms up for stability and as the block bop n bobs more, you can’t help but realize it must look like you’re doing the dorkiest dance ever. And the green wavys all around you will see you and think you’re weird and not want to eat lunch at your table.
You realize there’s another block a bit of a ways away. Such a bit that at certain times you could probably step on it from your current perch, but enough of a bit that you would have to be really careful. This one, the new block, is blue. In a mysterious green vortex it’s not like there’s much else to do, so you go for the step. Go! And then there’s solid brick kinda stuff under your stepping foot. Except now the two blocks are moving away from each other. And now your legs are split too far apart to properly finish your step. You might be able to grab that orange block you didn’t notice before for some kind of support. But it’s the strangest kind, because now your mooring point block brick things are circling in such strange ways that your body is twisting itself into impossible knots. Thank god it seems your limbs are now freakishly flexible. So you have no idea where you are, you’re twisted around yourself and still can’t help but worry that at any second you’ll go plunging into wherever it is that people go when they fall off of floating blocks in green vortexes. A bit of a concern, but things really probably could be worse.