January in Retrograde
All these things I wanted to do
The calender has had its say
Now I’m leaving you

New Year’s resolutions passed
Maybe I still aim too high
Feel like letting off the gas
In those February skies

But it’s not real catastrophe
Just a bit of drama
I can’t fix what’s behind me
Even if I wanna

You’re fast like italics
I’m slow like a comma

The last few weeks have been a blur
December seems so far away
I’m a shipwreck connoisseur
Another storm is on the way

The whole month reeks of science fiction
Slipping in and out of time
Head to head with contradiction
Lost the reasons, lost the rhymes

But it’s not real catastrophe
Just a bit of drama
I can’t fix what’s behind me
Even if I wanna

You’re fast like italics
I’m slow like a comma