I rise
How music takes hold
And free my mind?
Can I tell you about
My three or so minutes of great escape
Where the shackles that held me bound
Were cast off with all the chains
See, when my soul is heavy
And life weighs a ton
I hang on
To the thread of a song
Swing into melody, harmony
Rhythm, timbre, silence and calm
I let them surround me
Like Morpheaus' arms
I feel myself ascend
To a vanilla sky
Float on zephyr
Til am at one with life
And that
Is how I rise
How I get up from a low
To find a compromise
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