distended · saturated · restless
A single day stretched so thin it bent time itself — Saturday swelling at the seams, heavy with everything that happened and everything that wouldn't stop happening.
Seven Saturdays Deep
Verse 1
We woke up before the clock agreed
Coffee gone cold twice before noon
The hours arranged themselves strangely
Too many rooms to move through
We kept expecting the end of it
Kept finding another afternoon
Chorus
We lived a week in a single day
Watched the light change six or seven times
We said the same things in different ways
Lost count of how many goodbyes
Every hour came back around again
Something unfinished still asking to stay
We lived a whole week in a single day
Verse 2
There was laughter that turned into something else
A phone call that rearranged the walls
We made plans and unmade them quietly
We waited in too many halls
The afternoon bent like a question mark
Time moving sideways, not at all
Chorus
We lived a week in a single day
Watched the light change six or seven times
We said the same things in different ways
Lost count of how many goodbyes
Every hour came back around again
Something unfinished still asking to stay
We lived a whole week in a single day
Bridge
Maybe this is what it means to be awake
When the world decides to take its time with you
Every moment pressing itself into memory
Before you've finished living through
Outro
Still Saturday
Still Saturday
Somehow still Saturday
We made it through
Instrumental Outro
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