This one is about you. Going backward, it goes to the "you're who I give thanks for". Maybe it was taken as a half-assed lure. I meant it. If you turn your back on someone who loves you, you get good at it. In the grand scheme, it's a small % of the ?. Disregarding judgment, it's where we went, the wake following the guy part of destiny's pleasing rails. The carryover is tinged with the emphatic homebound presence making it understood if not greeted with approval. Projecting your trajectory always becomes turbulence-free simplifying the synopsis. It acts like a form of amnesia, exorcising the do nothing option. In place is the love you from afar digression which suits well here.

This is a tepid homage which illustrates the place we're in. The unseverable bond might be too unsettling as a mantra but it's a true lock.