Rift

'Round nine o'clock on Monday
A sudden rift divided you and me
The air between us thickened
It formed a wall and I just can't explain it
Honesty is all the rage in my world, so tell me straight
And cut this tension
I knew it was comin'
But what I expected was not like this
You're not like this

To what do I owe this swift turn of events tonight?
Please shed some light
The wheels were turning, then all motion abruptly ceased
And I flew from my seat
The silent treatment doesn't remedy any blow
Far as I know
Is this how you like it to go?
Then I'll go

By nine o'clock on Sunday
The rift had widened to a canyon's size
I tried to hunt for answers
But it proved a pointless exercise, a waste of time
Your excuse, my little song won't put right what's been put wrong
And I don't care to
'Cos if there might be some way
Don't think that I would bridge the gap between
This space between

To what do I owe that swift turn of events that night?
Please shed some light
The wheels were turning, then all motion abruptly ceased
And I flew from my seat
The silent treatment isn't working as you prescribed
'Cos I don't mind
If this is was all your design, I'll keep that in mind next time
Next time? Yeah, right

About the song

The ratio of personal to fictional songs was definitely flipped this time around. This song may seem simple enough, but in the grand scheme of the album it plays a crucial role: We've all been through it. We learn, we move on, but the experience itself is what makes up life. Don't ignore any single moment. By reading this right now your personality is being shaped, your life forever changed.

Also, the sax solo is pretty effing smooth if I do say so myself...