Escape

The music always plays for me
Not for the joy, rather necessity
My mind is always filled with worry
I’m tired of the same old story

Why does it seem so bitter?
Why can’t it be a bit sweeter?
Is it a must to feel this way?
Or is it just the only pathway?

I tune my mind away from grief
So I could find the one belief
That guides me in to happy story
Away from worries, in to the glory

I’m not the only one this way
I’m not the first nor am I last
Distraction may not be the key
Yet music always works for me.