The music takes my hand as it slowly leads me away,
It takes me to another place, another time of day.
The music carries me softly along,
I know with music is where I belong.
It touches me in a place not yet known,
It is with music that I have flown.
Grab my instrument and start to play,
Emotions surrounding my heart start to fray.
Break away and fall apart,
With them gone I can feel my heart.
It's beating rapidly, I'm still alive,
Why I feel this way I cannot contrive.
Music takes me away from my worldly deed,
I'm free to just be me.
It engulfs my every thought,
Of my troubles, I've seriously forgot.
The music slowly comes to an end, a decrescendo with a dramatic end,
To the real world I feel I have to bend.
The last note slowly fills the room,
It sends me back to reality, my own personal doom.
