Deja Vu

I've had this conversation before
Not the words
The weight of it
The way you paused
before you said the thing
you were always going to say
And I almost said it with you

Something is trying to get my attention
Using my own life as the language
Something is trying to get my attention
And I'm almost listening

Tuesday felt like last Tuesday
Not the schedule
The texture
Like wearing a shirt
you don't remember putting on
But it fits perfectly
And you wonder
how long you've been dressed

Something is trying to get my attention
Using my own life as the language
Something is trying to get my attention
And I'm almost listening

I drove through an intersection today
And turning left felt like remembering
And turning right felt like forgetting
I turned left
I don't know why
But something in my chest did

There's a rhythm underneath my days
I was always moving to it
I just started hearing it
Not a voice
Not a sign
Just the feeling of being recognized
By something I haven't met yet

Something is trying to get my attention
Using my own life as the language
Something is trying to get my attention
And I'm almost listening

Almost