Wishing for the talent of others,

To be able to construct a melody,

A prose formed into a song,

With my voice soaring and passion swirling,

In harmonies that drag and float,

Lyrics that burn and then lift you,

Twists and hooks that lock you up,

Untie you and set you free all at once,

They’ll take you somewhere familiar,

Yet you have never been,

But you want to stay there forever,

You never want to let go of that moment,

That note, that song that is everything,

You ever wished to be.