When the guitar strums chords that really strike a chord in you, suddenly you're on a search for the meaning of how the mechanics work.  Something inside moves your head to the rhythm. The lyrics are the story of your almost loves and the air begins to change.

In your heart
you know
how you feel.

  For a few minutes you belong to something large and your back is against a wall.  

memories
playing on your tv screen
squeeze
why does it mean so much to me


The moments  after  the soul summons
the essence of music but emits a noise  --
like something you'd hear falling down a well.

A deep croon, a wistful howl,
that's what you sound like --
a tremulous roar
your biggest fear is letting go

And all you really want to know
is do you have it in you?
Can you save your only life?
It's a weekend night and the fires bright.
what is the price we pay
Let's think back to our first year.

If the phoenix
wants to rise he'll have to

                                                 burn,
                                                there's no going back.