In my mind there is a song-
a song that keeps playing back;
It is like I see my words
in the mirror facing back at me.
I can hear drums beating,
and my heart beats with the drum.
All I can remember is that I
was left with the hope-
the hope that music would come alive.
I feel dead without the music,
there are excuses to hear it-
Youtube, choruses, and just travels afar-
I cannot believe how far it
has taken me just to find that
one simple note;
I mean the note that has never left me.
All I can remember,
silence without music,
is a silence without a beat.
I realize that at times
the open air can get
things confused in our minds,
leaving no suggestion,
but to have peace and love.
And when that difficult rhythm
comes again, I can say,
"leave me alone."
For the sweet music which
I understand- has always
let me alone, until now-
I am asking to bring it back to my ears.
The balance, purity, and patience-
I wait,and for now-
in silence I leave you alone.