Careening

I listened intently to the back end of the song the one sung by no one in particular, and wondered how exactly we got to where we are now, with no formal memory or sound there is a road that travels there a path along the way I have wandered near, I am certain can you feel me, stare? each time I think I'm getting close the farther you seem to move, to that other side of reason. and all I can do is sit here and try to remember when it was real when you were the one for every day you were the reason for everything, when you were the first before anything, tell me you still...