Objects In Motion - Jim White

You can’t waste the whole damn day

Loving what you need to cast away

Case in point, just yesterday I found a suitcase

Full of love letters floating down a cool brown river

Unsigned and undelivered, they set my mind

To wandering as to the history of the unknown writer

Did she marry, did she run, was she old, was she young?

Was her heart undone by the cruel business of loving?

These objects in motion, these objects in motion

Objects in motion tend to stay that way or so

I learned on the riverbank just yesterday

For shortly thereafter, I beheld as if in a dream

The body of a young girl, adrift beneath the surface

Of the cool brown water, my friends, so unnerved was I

By this cruel apparition, that I let loose of that suitcase

And it tumbled right back in the river, then spellbound

I watched as a halo of love letters formed a circle

On the surface of the water, right over her body and drifted away

These objects in motion, these objects in motion

Objects in motion tend to stay that way

You can’t waste the whole damn day

Loving what you need to cast away

For from the flame of love comes the cinder of regret

Sometimes the thing you cling to most is the thing you’d best forget

These objects in motion, these objects in motion