Tarot · Track 29 · middle
Eight of Wands
RWS: eight wands flying in parallel through clear open sky above a green landscape and a river — no people anywhere in the card. Keywords: speed, news arriving, everything landing at once, arrows already loosed and past recall.
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Lyrics
I watched the river winding slow for a month of quiet mornings Staring at the plaster, pacing out the floor But the weather broke at 10:14 without a single warning And I am not just waiting anymore Oh, here it comes! Look at 'em fly, look at 'em fall Eight parallel lines, and you can’t catch 'em all The arrows are loose, the string has been snapped The message is out and it isn't coming back Oh, the sky is just heavy with timber and green And the wind is pulling hard on the seams No hands on the wood, nobody in sight Just eight flying branches cutting the blue Little live shoots catching the light I wanted an answer, I'm getting the truth I hit the button, I made the bet And the trajectory is perfectly set I wanted the momentum, right? I wanted it to move! So look at 'em fly, look at 'em fall Eight parallel lines, and you can’t catch 'em all The arrows are loose, the string has been snapped The message is out and it isn't coming back Oh, the sky is just heavy with timber and green And the wind is pulling hard on the seams My brain tries to map every point of descent Parsing the math of a sudden event It's too much data, it's too much speed It's exactly the absolute chaos I need The phone starts ringing, the letter drops in There’s a whoosh in the air and a localized spin You can't hit pause when gravity calls Just look at 'em fly, look at 'em fall Eight parallel lines, and you can’t catch 'em all The arrows are loose, the string has been snapped The message is out and it isn't coming back They're an inch from the grass They're an inch from the dirt It's gonna be brilliant It's probably gonna hurt Incoming