That Feeling.

Do you know that feeling?

Have you ever felt it before?

The feeling of being followed,

A shadow upon the wall.

The feeling of being warm and loved,

Something raining on you,

That falls from above.

The feeling of being free,

Your hair blowing with the wind,

Not a touch of sin.

That feeling of being cold,

That chills you to the bone,

The time where your tears appear,

Far from alone.

The feeling of being content,

With everybody and yourself,

Another book off of that dusty shelf.

Have you felt it now?

Is it all flooding back?

Follow the road,

Keep on that memory track.