[Intro]
\n[Instrumental: Slow Electric Guitar, Warm Organ, Soft Bass, Distant Cymbal Wash]
\n[Spoken Vocal]
\nWe rarely understand change be for reaching “apparently”
\nWe understand it after it has already become memory<\/p>\n
Is the present too fast to interpret…
\n(Even for an expert?)<\/p>\n
[Verse 1]
\nWe thought we were observing motion
\n(But we were in the stream)
\nEach moment felt so ordinary
\n(Not quite what it would seem)<\/p>\n
The signals were incremental
\n(The meaning lagged behind)
\nUntil the point of turning
\n(Was something we defined)<\/p>\n
[Pre-Chorus]
\nToo late
\n(To adjust)
\nToo fast
\n(To trust)
\nToo unclear
\n(At first)<\/p>\n
[Chorus]
\nAlas,
\n(Sometimes you don’t know until you pass)
\nToo fast?
\n(Rapidly the future turns to past)<\/p>\n
What felt like now becomes a trace
\n(A fading photograph)
\nAnd only then can we see the face
\n(Of paths we didn’t grasp)<\/p>\n
[Refrain]
\nIn the rearview mirror
\n(Hindsight’s 20\/20)
\nThe path becomes much clearer
\n(When the future’s empty)<\/p>\n
The bends we missed
\n(Become symmetry)
\nIn the rearview mirror
\n(We finally see)<\/p>\n
[Verse 2]
\nThe climate shifted subtly
\n(Year by year by year)
\nA pattern in the averages
\n(We struggled to make clear)<\/p>\n
The extremes began accumulating
\n(One record after one)
\nUntil the past was obvious
\n(And the threshold had been done)<\/p>\n
[Pre-Chorus]
\nToo slow
\n(To detect)
\nToo close
\n(To correct)
\nToo late
\n(To reject)
\nWhat we didn’t quite expect<\/p>\n
[Chorus]
\nAlas,
\n(Sometimes you don’t know until you pass)
\nToo fast?
\n(Rapidly the future turns to past)<\/p>\n
We only see the road ahead
\n(Once it’s been surpassed)
\nAnd realize the turning point
\n(Was already cast)<\/p>\n
[Refrain]
\nIn the rearview mirror
\n(Hindsight’s 20\/20)
\nThe path becomes much clearer
\n(When the future’s empty)<\/p>\n
What once was noise
\n(Becomes history’s choice)
\nIn the rearview mirror
\n(We finally see clearer)<\/p>\n
[Bridge]
\n[Music Drops to Bass and Piano]
\nThe paradox of awareness
\nIs timing, not vision
\nWe are always interpreting
\nA delayed transmission<\/p>\n
By the time the pattern resolves
\nWe are already beyond it
\nLooking backward at certainty
\nWe never quite confronted<\/p>\n
[Build]
\nToo late…
\n(To steer)
\nToo clear…
\n(When near)
\nToo near…
\n(The fear)
\nOf what we didn\u2019t hear<\/p>\n
[Instrumental Break]
\n[Echoing Guitar Solo]
\n[Organ Swells]
\n[Slow Drum Build]<\/p>\n
[Final Chorus]
\nAlas,
\n(Sometimes you don’t know until you pass)
\nToo fast?
\n(Rapidly the future turns to past)<\/p>\n
The road behind is sharp and bright
\n(But only after the flight)
\nWe understand the curve we took
\n(Too late to rewrite)<\/p>\n
In the rearview mirror
\n(Hindsight’s 20\/20)
\nThe path becomes much clearer
\n(When the future’s empty)<\/p>\n
And what we were
\n(Was never fully seen)
\nUntil it\u2019s memory
\n(And not the in-between)<\/p>\n
[Outro]
\n[Soft Organ Fade]
\nThe future became much clearer…
\n(In the rearview mirror)
\n[Silence]<\/p>\n