Letras: Horace Pinker. Retrospective.

thinking through regret i'm making plans i double-check
it's hard to know is that voice so close not yet
now pack away all those images try to forget

next time i take that road i think that i'll be sure
that there's a reason that there's a reason i'll be sure

static never crossed to polarity i'm a wreck
the baggage carried on sent down did not expect
i felt that weight the uncertainty all the time
it's monumental and magnetic that dream i had