A circumstance beyond our control, oh oh oh oh
The phone, the TV and the news of the world
Got in the house like a pigeon from hell, oh oh oh oh
Threw sand in our eyes and descended like flies
Put us back on the train
Oh, back on the chain gang

~ ‘Back on the Chain Gang’, Chrissie Hynde, The Pretenders

So many words of these song resonate with me, making a natural as a theme song when walking around, alone, wondering, struggling. That she wrote it after her band-mate, twenty-five years old, died of a drug overdose, adds poignancy to the words.

The powers that be
That force us to live like we do
Bring me to my knees
When I see what they’ve done to you
But I’ll die as I stand here today
Knowing that deep in my heart
They’ll fall to ruin one day
For making us part

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=radFwHzD-PM