This stuff builds up, and then sometimes it just releases.


she's walking downtown
head hunkered down
trying to beat the rain
watching her shoes
she's coming unglued
always the same lane again
is it time or place
or is it just grace
suddenly feeling no pain

    sweet relief
    watching your smiling face
    moving around in space
    taking a break from the race
    sweet relief

he just heard the news
now how can he choose?
wondering why, minds of men
his legs have their will
running downhill
always the same pain again
is there ever a why
in forest and sky
suddenly free beyond within


tjw: electric piano, organ, electric bass, electric guitar, synth drum pad, vocals