And as the music washes over me,
It drenches my core and soils my soul.
It is not entering me and I wonder;
Why am I still here? What am I doing here?
I should have drowned in the waves of your sounds
I should have stopped to breathe to the beat of your melody
The music keeps whispering and beguiling me into the dark
But I am still here. Always here.
Trapped between everywhere and nowhere.