The magic of a six string
falls on me like a gentle shower
and drowns me in a depth of thoughts
where the world looses its power.
There's no joy , nor any regret
but a mere sensation of being hypnotized.
All worldly fuss just dissolves away
and everything in me gets equalized.
The world runs faster than me
and I cannot maintain my pace.
I give up all my desperate efforts
I lie down and watch the haste.
The music blends with my heartbeat;
The world slowly dies away.
There's nothing left to possess;
nor anything I would betray.
Music flows when strings vibrate
and I can see a lie the world fabricates.
It makes you run the whole day long
but at dusk there's no where you belong.