“Last Christmas” by Doctor Manhattan, who does not perceive time linearly, but all at once.
“Where are you, Jon? When are you?”
It is December 15, 1984. I hear George Michael on the radio.
It is December 26, 2018. You are giving my heart away.
It is December 26, 1983. I am trying to console George Michael, whose heart I have given away. I tell him I understand. This is as yet a lie.
It is December 25, 2018. I am giving you my heart.
It is December 24, 2019. I am listening to a song George Michael wrote, understanding.
It is December 25, 2019. I am giving my heart to someone special.
It is June 14, 1983. I tell George Michael to stop calling me and write a song.
