Musician

He works his trick;
He moves me;
He builds the beat,
Teasing out the turn,
Wraps it in the air,
Crushing it softly,
Bringing it back from the dead
Through the wormhole in my mind.

 

He drags me down into a place
Where reason, thought, analysis
Can't help me find my way;
He makes me want to stay there
Where emotion, intuition reign.

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the music never stopped

the music never stopped