A benefit of bike riding no one talks about very much is that when you move your feet to a certain rhythm, and focus only on what if right before you, it allows forgotten songs to bubble up to the surface of your mind. And you find yourself mumbling trying to form the words to match the suddenly appeared melody. If you go far enough, or ride long enough, or push hard enough, you might be able to dust this half-remembered thing off, and find that you know all the words, and that your heart provides the perfect back beat.
A Bunch of Dumb Words in a Row 