Written on a trans-Atlantic flight wishing to be distracted from the gentleman beside me with questionable body hygiene :-)

No Other Story

When I try to reconcile now
The randomness I can't explain
Just when you think its in your hands now
The skies will bring a new refrain

Guess there is no other story
As the sheets come down
The memory becomes an eddy
I'm tryin' so hard not to drown

I'm only staring out the window
The sun it wants to break on through
thinking bout the reverie some
Back to a time that I once knew

Guess there is no other story
As the sheets come down..
The memory becomes an eddy
I'm tryin' so hard not to drown.

The kettle's singing on the fire now
But I can't hear the melody
Shades of yellow through the glass now...
A striking sight that I don't see

Guess there is no other story
As the walls come down
The memory becomes an eddy
I'm tryin' so hard not to drown

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