Against the Grain
by Still Water Theorem
from First Derivative
- Composer
- Richard Hasting
- Lyricist
- Richard Hasting
- Recorded
- September 25, 2026
Rock
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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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