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