Elucidating Questions

That was odd

The song skipped and I got lost in the music for a moment

How rarely that happens

I revisit your music

Relive every note

Play the lyre

Ride every guitar line

Follow the bass

Play the piano and the violin with my soul

I could bet you I know these songs better than you

You their creator

You’ll never believe that I know you well

Oh but the very sound, the very string of notes, the very feeling

I know them better than I know myself

And now you sit in ever after,

Is it all you hoped it to be?

Well go marching in then

You’ll never know the colours of my soul from a distance of nothing in comparison to the distance I am from where I wish I could be

Some how

Somehow I am left without while you live in luxury

I wonder what the purpose of the exercise was in the first place?

That someday I’d be big enough for you to love me

Nevermind the childish dreams of a mind gone under one too many times

I wish I could know you like I know your songs.