Watershed score 3.5/5

A minor irritation sparks a harsh word, setting flame to an argument. Further verbal attack throws more wood into the hungry flames. Hot tempered, a stalemate is reached. The effusive moment is bottled up, both of us simmer and stare at the ceiling.

"I hold my breath for a while, 'cause I need to. Take your time, cause you need to." - 'Take Me Home'

The silence wraps silk thread around us, separately coccooning our thoughts until it's too thick to tear through.

"How do you always do this? How do you always do this to me?" - 'Breathing'

Immersed in lonely thoughts, each of us journey along treacherous paths of he said she said, what if what now. Caught in a sticky web of confusion, the moment grows carnivorous, threatening to devour everything caught in its trap.

"... I don't know why we're fighting" - 'Train Ride'

Six words, said with a sigh, that relax clenched fists and hearts. We look into each other's eyes, and exchange beauty for the ashes of spent anger.

"...paint a kiss upon your cheek. And watch it grow, beautiful tears flow" and everything's O.K.

Watershed's latest album reads like various lovers arguments and their outcomes. A soundtrack to the moments where we find ourselves staring at the ceiling, for the decisions we make in those moments, and for what happens after.

One of the best on offer here is 'Train Ride'. The lyrics make you think and feel, not just sing along. Emotion built by words is sustained and beautifully driven by the instruments. The composition of the group's music is honest and true to the essence of the song; an effort to impart something to the listener. There's no digital trickery to vamp up a lack of substance. Everything is simple without being mundane, allowing art to happen, producing great music.

'Staring At The Ceiling' is everything we've come to expect from Watershed and remains faithful to their definitive piano-driven rock sound and poetic lyrics. There are no surprises, which is a good thing. After all, change in the things we love is not always greeted with a smile.