The sound that reaches my ears,
It's blissful, almost heavenly.
I turn, trying to find it's source.
Only to see nothing.
Just hear the most beautiful music.

The sound seems to drown my thoughts
Lift me from the hellish state of earth
And bring me to my own imagination
A dream
Finally coming true
A rose
Losing its first petal
The sound
Like nothing I've ever heard.

Is it voice?
Or a violin, maybe a soft trumpet?
I can not tell.
But how I long to know what causes such a sweet melody,
The line moving so delicately within my ears,
It's chords and vibrations,
Breathing life into my lungs again

When the sun goes down
And my head hits my pillow,
This is the song that will be playing
A song that is so pretty
It merely counts as a song
So heavenly
You would think an angel was singing
And everything will end up fine
With this music playing

My dreams were pleasant,
More so than they've been in a long while
This song, oh so sweet, lulled me to a sleep,
So deep, and so beautiful,
I never wanted to wake and face the gruesome day.
Although, I did indeed wake,
My day began much brighter,
As the refrains of the song still in the corners of my mind.

And the song followed me throughout the day
In the form of a bright smile and kind words
A song that became a reason to live