Finality in sodality

I can't believe this is happening

it's happened,
Once or twice before but
its getting easy to ignore
The folklore behind said words:

Noise of fidelity in the thick of empty echoes who whisper “resolution”
Elocution for the pollution of picayune particulars
Skip the singulars;
Trip the light of day under the sundry array of the mistakes you play everyday

I suppose
some songs will always be sung
Hung tongues from foreign beaches
Within reach, you said, all the time, but
I wouldn't be here
i shouldn't be here
(I wouldn't be finding the time)

i shouldn't be trying so hard to catch a rhyme