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The need for relaxation but no time |
| Oh how I wish to lay down on the carpet in the blissful peace of the music in my ears let it soak in deep into my bones into my soul and cleanse the stress the worry, the hurt the need for contact for love, for loyalty to cleanse me of my obligations as few as there are to let me wallow in the silence of my room the room so filled with pins, art and memories yet so empty of what I really want what I really need to stay sane as I wake each day and sit at my desk and fill my hours with things that make me need the music to clean my everdarkening soul |