Rites of Spring, one my all-time favorite bands...Spring, my time of year....Springer front end, on of the coolest of motorcycle features.
I had a feeling from end to end.
Tried to catch it before it started again.
Pushed it away to force a laugh,
But inside I didn't have the breath.
And oh-it feels so strange - when it comes again.
But I've got it now,
I've got the rhythm down.
Cycles of end on end.
But if one wave stops, another begins.