Blue Note
I can hear the music
Even though there is no radio
I know it's on the other side of these walls
In a world that is now only in my thoughts and dreams
It calls me
The notes,the melodies,the rhythms,the chords
They ask me to lose myself
Even if only for a moment
They call me with a promise
A promise of fulfillment
A promise of contentment
That only music can provide
Copyright © Adam Piper | Year Posted 2006
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