From time to time, I am possessed with a terrible urge to rock. I can't control myself. I've been through rocky water, been over the fall. I feel like a pilot in a plane when it's stalled. And it's all coming back. It's all coming back. It's all coming back. Back to me now. I couldn't find my compass, and I can't find my path. Didn't know if I'd ever find my way back. But I feel like a deer in the headlight. Or a car with no brakes. Sometimes even laughing. Sometimes my heart aches. And it's all coming back. It's all coming back. It's all coming back. Back to me now. Back to me now. And I get snapped into focus by that oncoming train. I got two more to lose, yeah. And I got so much to gain. And it's all coming back. It's all coming back. It's all coming back. Back to me now. Back to me now. Back to me now.