Today you were far away.
The evening was warm. Weathermen threatened thunder and storms, but the sky was partly cloudy and let the sun through for the show.
What could I say.
Honkers flew above the stage. The sun set in pinks and the night slowly poured over.
Tonight you just close your eyes.
The heart broke open, as it often does on a daily basis. The singer hunched over the microphone after swigging from a bottle. A light glinted off his glasses, broken strings of a violin bow swayed in the breeze, strangers moved together: today.
Hey, are you awake
Yeah I’m right here
Well, can I ask you about today?
(See About Today, The National)