Sprinter Brain

Will you show me how
All your feelings are like seashells
Laying down
Down on the seafloor
And how you dive down
And pick one up
Weigh the truth of it in your hand
Put it back down again
You just let it be
Help me understand

What the hell has happened
There's just so many things
I can't explain
Do you understand
That pressure is the formula
When the knot
Cannot be untied
The lines in your face
I'm lost on the path
Like the pines on the beach

From Boston to Bath
Pressure is the plan