the music moves me through the night
carries my mind through to morning's light
while clearly delineating wrong from right
and slowly eroding my ling'ring fright
it echoes through the caverns of my mind
touching on emotions and reactions in kind
clearing the scales that have made me blind
and spurring me onward when I'd resigned
to think that this sound could move me
with simple words and vivid imag'ry
touch the depths of the soul to set it free
from the prison to which I'd lost the key
and here I strew my thoughts across the screen
as I try to voice all that they mean
the idea slipping away, not fully seen
a novice's wish, a neophyte's keen
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