Who can explain
The thunder and rain
But there’s something in the air
“Don’t Get Me Wrong,” Chrissie Hynde
The planet Pluto is moving farther from the Sun.
The atmosphere of Pluto is cold, getting colder,
condensing to exotic snows that will fall and freeze
against the planet’s surface leaving it stripped of gas,
with almost no atmosphere at all for its cold night.
If distance acts anything like we think distance acts
then Pluto is too far away for us to sing to,
too far away to hear us play guitar or keyboard,
too far away to hear a ballad—folk, rock or jazz.
The planet Pluto is moving farther from the Sun.
If distance acts like magicians and alchemists think
then Pluto is right here—right now we are with Pluto.
If I could touch you
Put my finger against your skin
Would you smile and let me in
Would you let me see you cry
Let the warmth from my touch
Make all your tears dry
If I could touch you
Would the heat be a thrill
Would you let me get closer still
If I could touch you
Magicians and alchemists think distance is a myth
and myths are just words magicians and alchemists use
and their words almost never act the way we would think.
The planet Pluto is moving farther from the Sun.
Pluto, now, is too far away for us to sing to.
Or that might be a myth and a quiet jazz ballad
might generate a little warmth, cause exotic snows
to swirl in a gentle up-draft for just a moment.
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