Saved
Let the music save you from the yelling. Shut the door and lock it. Put those blessed earphones on. Hello my boxed savior. And welcome to my mind. Be the balm that salves my insanity. How could I live without the ability to numb my brain? To all the pain of life. So drowning in the sound. Here I go falling down. Lie on the bed and close my eyes. And here I go, lost in the flow, falling away from you. I've been saved by a piano, a string orchestra, an electric guitare with splenty of gift. Hello to the music. I float into the rift. Sirens late at night. And I know somebody's shot. There's blood somewhere. Red and raw. So I jam those earphones on and drift. Bang on my door. I can't hear you anymore. I feel you through the floor. I can't hear you anymore. Go ahead and scream and roar. I can't hear you anymore. So... Saved by a tune. And locked away from harm. Blocked from all other sound. Healing in my mind. Letting my walls fall down. Soaked in light, in the dead of the night, at the end of the day. I can't run from you, and I can't hide. But I can sure as hell sit here and vibe. I'll let it in. let it take me to heaven. I'll let this music save me, so you will never win. Bang on my door. I can't hear you anymore. I feel you through the floor. I can't hear you anymore. Go ahead and scream and roar. I can't hear you anymore. I've been saved by a chime and a sax. Techno, HipHop, Pop, Rock, and the soothing of Jazz. I've been saved so many times. I thank God for who I am. Because without this gift of sound around. I'm afraid I'd be six feet underground. I am saved. I am saved. Thank God, I am saved.
Well there it is kids! fresh and ready for the canabal market! Crazy as always.
-Angela
Kalienne · Tue Aug 09, 2005 @ 09:41pm · 0 Comments |