Footsteps

Have you ever experienced those early hours of a weekend morning that you turn in bed from side to side and all of a sudden, a song finds its way to your mind and blends itself with your thoughts and you want to get off the bed and go and play that song? Or when you are walking on a rainy day of Vancouver and again the same thing happens and you want to rush to home and find that song and listen to it? Now you know.

One flight down
There's a song on low
And your mind just picked up on the sound
Now you know you're wrong
Because it drifts like smoke
And it's been there playing all along
Now you know
Now you know

The reeds and brass have been weaving
Leading into a single note

In this place
Where your arms unfold
Here at least you see your ancient face
Now you know
Now you know

The cadence rolls in broken
Plays it over and then goes

One flight down
There's a song on low
And it's been there playing all along
Now you know
Now you know

Norah Jones, One Flight Down, Come Away with Me.