And I have Nothing Left Except... All The Time In The World

You know those days when a song you've listened to hundreds of times hits you just right, at that moment when the planets align, and your chest doesn't move because you can't remember taking a breath? The moment it all comes together and seems so poignant, so exact, so important and never has a song been more powerful and immense even though you've been singing along to it consistently for years?
Yeah, it's like that.
Like if you could squeeze your eyelids together hard enough you could transfer your soul into that song and you wouldn't have to worry about bills or responsibility or holidays or eating spoiled food.
Like the half awake zombie state after a long day of work where your feet feel strangely warm and comfortable and you know if you kept your eyes open longer than 10 seconds you would be asleep?
It's a magic time that is impossible to predict.
That is impossible to improve upon.
That is impossible to reach.

But it's that moment that you wish you could live inside forever.

Yeah, it's like that.