Music is life. Cuz strife.

At night when I get home at last

I park the car and listen fast

Then finally I turn the key

When music fades, silence sings.

It seems to me when sounds are muffled

Transparent seams of life are shuffled

Reality comes back abruptly

Haunting every painful inkling.

Perhaps one day I’ll face my fears

But I don’t want to race my tears

So I’ll play more music in my ears

To drown my sorrow through the years.