Songs for the downshifter…

My tongue is slightly in my cheek with the title above, but a song has been rattling round my brain today.

Do you have that thing when you are walking sometimes, where you find yourself pacing along to a soundtrack, John Travolta style? No one else can hear it, but it is in your head like a bumble bee in a bottle…

So I walked home from work on a lovely almost-spring day, with the sun on still water. I have a few days off, and all feels open and possible.

I see my light come shining

From the west down to the east

Any day now, any day now

I shall be released