Songs bring me to life
Let me forget
Let me feel while not feeling bad at all
Forget about all the pain
Forget about the awkwardness
This is my
Place; this is where I go to think about you
In songs
Because my home is a song
And music is a place
And I know you're in that music
And I'm in the music too
So we can be together
And rule the world
So we can be together
And understand what's going on
Between the lines and the person and the music
And we can't hurt each other
And we can't hurt anyone
Nothing's ruined
It's just music
What blossoms the flowers and excites the bees,
What fills the children with energy to play,
What gives someone the strength
To live entirely with generosity and love,
What makes it possible to survive despite
Opportunities to perish
Is the magic my soul is made of;
The undying power of true devotion and passion,
The ambition to find reality in an invisible purpose
To happen and hope and believe
I'm collecting something, not sure what it is. But I keep adding more and carrying it through to the next day, the next part of my life. It's sad, it's angry, it's hopeful, I can feel it when my heart beats. I'm not doing much meaningful, but I want to be an advocate-of decency, of fun, of humor & laughter, of devotion to creating something from what destroys you and what builds you. There's something in what I've collected, and it's bursting from me.
