Running circles, around around around around/When nothing’s right, just close your eyes/Close your eyes and you’re gone
from Dreams lyrics by Beck
Mr. Hansen is ready to jam again, done meditating with Morning Phase, funneling left over angst and strife from that yang period into a funk one-two punch to those that stand between him and his dreams, pronouns hinting at love interest. Like a warrior with a new coping skill, problems get solved.
