Sign of the times

It's a song by Harry Styles.

I'll let you know how I got here. Where I am right now, at this hour.

I was searching for something traditional to wear on an occasion. And I randomly came across a dress I liked. I moved on. Then this song started going on non-stop in my head. And I thought I'll listen to it instead. Much more improvement than the one in my head. On playing the song I realized how it came in my head. The dress I liked, was named 'sine of the times jumpsuit' apparently.

So about where I am at this hour. Nowhere out of place. Just in my bed, trying to sleep. But the issue is, I keep raising the volume of the song. Mind you, there's only one song playing. On repeat. And since I have to wake up early, I have to sleep! But instead I'm increasing the volume like there's no tomorrow. I want to be sane and listen to my mind. But my impulsive being trashes it away. So I'm just doing what I am right now, ignoring my brain functions. Weariness in my eyes. And summer heat. The song makes it all better actually. We forget about it all if we immerse ourselves into music.

'We gotta get away from here!'