(Verse 1) On our Tinder date you rattled on about the flow of time. I thought I lost the gist of it between the slugs of wine... But the words are in my head right now, so I guess I listened fine. When I close my eyes, I hear you, circling through my mind, saying how, when it came to time, you favoured the B-theory... (Pre-Chorus) I Googled it that night, and oh, I want to think you're right, 'cause if "now" is just a view, it means that me and you are still there in that restaurant, and you're not really gone... (Chorus 1) The past, the now, the days ahead, they all exist, just like you said. We can't quite touch, but you’re not far. You’re in this room, you're in my car. All our days, all at once... Not just in memory but somewhere in reality. (Verse 2) Each day we laughed is with me now. Each silly fight still lives somewhere. All those moments, racing by still racing past, but hanging there. One day you wrote about free will and fate, and said you didn't care if block-time made choice an illusion. My God, what a nerd you were - you are. You are... I guess you still favour B-theory? (Pre-Chorus) Time's a river, some would say, but that would mean you're washed away. I must believe that time's a cloth, and everything that ever was is in its weft and weave, and so you'll stay. Please help me believe it today. (Chorus 2) The past, the now, the days ahead, they all exist, just like you said. We can't quite touch, but you’re not far. You’re in my head, you're in my heart. All our days, all at once. Not just in memory, but here in every part of me. (Bridge) Our minds stretch through the moments, and I can feel them all... The day we met. That time you cried. Those nights we danced... The day you died... But we're still living, side by side. The days of surf... Singing the blues, in the local pub. That awful cruise. A thousand chats - you were my muse, then and now, in all my tunes. But "now"'s a bookmark, not a page you lose, once it's read... You're in this bed as long as I choose to lean right into Bee-theory. (Chorus 3) The past, the now, the days ahead, They’re all alive, you can't be dead. When I call your name, you turn to hear. I know you do, you seem so near. All our days, good and bad, all so dear to me, still held tight in memory. (Outro) I'll learn to love the now again, I know you'd want me to. But for now my friend, I need a piece of you. I'll let the fabric hold us tight, The times we had, the love we knew. Help me believe, at least tonight, That I can be with you.