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Against the Grain

by Still Water Theorem

from First Derivative

Composer
Richard Hasting
Lyricist
Richard Hasting
Recorded
September 25, 2026
Rock
60
Listens
33
Downloads
5:13
Duration
6.9 MB
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About this song

When you meet your future at the Rush concert

Lyrics

[Verse 1, minor key]
Scanner beeps and we shuffle in
A thousand shirts in black
Concert hall that smells like beer
And nobody's looking back
Then a flash of red turns all the way 'round
Cuts right through the stream
Her eyes lock on and she's heading this way
Like she walked out of a dream

[Pre-Chorus]
Now the whole world's fading into gray
All the noise just falls away
Twenty seconds... 
[pause]
[spoken]
nineteen... 
[pause]
[spoken]
eighteen...
[victoriously, pre-Chorus]
She's coming my way
She's going against the grain
Swimming upstream through the crowd
Everybody's moving one way
But she's turned around
Out of all these thousand faces
Somehow she knows my name
And she's coming for me
Against the grain

[Verse 2]
I can see it all from here
Our first place, one lamp burning low
Coffee in the rain on Sunday
Nowhere else we need to go
A ring I can't afford yet
A promise I can keep
Her head against my shoulder
On the long drive home asleep

[Pre-Chorus]
Ten seconds... and the gray gets deep
Her red is all I see
The band can play the show without me
My whole life's walking toward me

[Chorus]
She's going against the grain
Swimming upstream through the crowd
Everybody's moving one way
But she's turned around
Out of all these thousand faces
Somehow she knows my name
And she's coming for me
Against the grain

[Verse 3 - slower]
Grandkids on the porch swing
Her hair gone silver-white
Still dancing in the kitchen
To the song they played tonight
Fifty years of Sunday mornings
Every one of them brand new
And I'll tell 'em how their grandma
Turned around and came right through

[Bridge - slow, building]
Three steps
The whole crowd disappears
[spoken]
Two
[quietly
I can hear my heartbeat
[whispered]
One...
She looks straight into my eyes

[Outro - soft, suspended]
And maybe...
Maybe...
[instrumental - major key, triumphant and victorious]
Maybe
Maybe
[End]

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