Rainy Sunday Afternoon...

'Cause you can't jump the track, we're all cars on a cable,
And life's like an hourglass, glued to the table.
No one can find the rewind button, boys,
So cradle your head in your hands,
And breathe, just breathe,
Oh breathe, just breathe...

There's a light at each end of this tunnel, you shout
'Cause you're just as far in as you'll ever be out...
These mistakes you've made, you'll just make them again
If you only try turning around.

-- "Breathe (2 A.M.)" by Anna Nalick