The bass is pumping
The keyboard humming
Guitars are wailing
Everything feels all right
Everyone's on key
Everyone's on beat
I think this is the night
Leave the terrestrial behind
And join the atmosphere
Lost in a timeless moment
The world is blindingly clear
Blasted to a spiritual plane
Free from all other constraints
A place where nothing exists but the rhythm
Rhythm
Rhythm
Play until fingers blister and bleed
Voices are hoarse, can't feel the keys
Gonna need just a second to breathe
And stop
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
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