Creative musing on what someone might think about immediately following a traffic accident near a river, partially inspired by Spock's Beard "Ballad of the Impact"
lyrics
V1:
but for the shattered glass that splays around me / what has happened here?
was it a long-form instance of the classic / accidental tear?
but for the great impact they must have seen me / in some tragic fear
as for the far-flung repercussions, darling / we aren't even there (YET)
CH:
i remember the river / i remember the water
i remember nothing else / the rest is in pieces
pieces, pieces, pieces!
Pieces, pieces, pieces, PIECES!
V2:
instinct can hardly be relied on / if you want to get out now
no trust in anything but what you see / if this is your true route
and should the floor fall out from under you / i cannot promise life
but it should go without saying that / i will always try to fight (THEM)
[CH]
OUTRO:
The rest is in pieces, pieces, pieces, pieces, pieces!