Huh?

What's the significance of waking up at 5:10 a.m. with these insistent lyrics looping over and over in my mind:

I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park

The non-musical part of my thoughts were focussed on upcoming changes in the library system and losing access to change FUBAR'd bib records and cataloging certification, which seems to be an idea that died on the vine.

It all makes sense in my weird brain.

Apparently.