A change of pace.
The crank of a lever.
The turning of a wheel.
The clicking of gears.
The starting of music.
A soft melody that repeats eternally
Inside my head.
Echo, Echo, Echo.
Nothing but a quiet voice
Echo, Echo, Echo.
Nothing but the darkness around me
la
la
la
Oh well
No use fighting something determined to distract me
As the quiet melody becomes louder
I begin to sing along.