Pretzel sings as she is painting about that invisible "Something" at the center of her work that draws her in.

Lyrics

Something In the Middle Words and Music Robert Michael Turco © 2022

Studying this painting Don’t know what it means
Staring here for hours Up, down, and in between

Something in the middle Draws me
Something in the middle Calls me
Something in the middle Makes me feel this way

I was listening to this jukebox Playing out the grooves
Trumpet talking sweetly Got me flowing with its moves

Something in the middle Draws me
Something in the middle Calls me
Something in the middle Makes me feel this way
Something in the middle Moves me
Something in the middle Soothes me
Something in the middle Makes me feel this way

Oh It’s sometimes bitter Sometimes sweet
But it makes me feel complete

{Verse music break with trumpet lead}

I like studying his face And watching while he sleeps
The rhythm of his beauty Pulling me in deep

Something in the middle Draws me
Something in the middle Calls me
Something in the middle Makes me feel this way
Something in the middle Moves me
Something in the middle Soothes me
Something in the middle Makes me feel this way