Take me back, sweet notes, back to times that can never be. Find your way into my ear and whisper to my mind. Trigger neurons my conscious state cannot find. Come, delicate music, and carry me away from now with gentle arms of strings and harmony.
Be my wings, precious waves of sound, invisible to all who see. Caress my mortal drums with vibrations so I may fly away, see with memory’s sight, feel with memory’s joy and pain, and relive those critical moments of my life again.
Carry me, miraculous music, like a winding river brings a curled leaf to the sea. Show me the banks of my own history. Twist and turn with your calming power, your eternal tie between music and memory.
Amazing music, precious sounds, take me back for good or bad and show me why I’m me.