Machine Head

I didn't trust my phone to continuously play music on a long run in Michigan, so I went without. One of the things I like about doing that is that it leaves more space for my inner jukebox to play the tunes it feels like playing, and on today's run, it was this song, over and over again:

Breathe in breathe out

Tied to a wheel fingers got to feel

Bleeding through a tourniquet smile

I spin on a whim slide to the right

I felt you like electric light

For our love

For our fear

For our rise against the years and years and years

Got a machinehead better than the rest 

Green to red machinehead

I walk from my machine

I walk from my machine

Deaf dumb and thirty

Starting to deserve this

Leaning on my conscience wall

Blood is like wine

Unconscious all the time

If I had it all again

I'd change it all

Probably because I needed reminders to breathe this week, but it also made me think about the possibility of using music in my yoga teaching. I think I'll start making some playlists if I can figure out how...