prelude :
I turn on my magic box of sound
to escape these earthly bounds
Music penetrates my ear,
soon I'm made of what I hear...
The pumping heart begins to pound
To produce a living breathing sound
Fibers of string some finger strums
Enhancing this, my heart of drums
I breathe in the musical scale
Poetry and passion I exhale
Every Good Boy Does Fine they say
Well he's all grown up and my judge today
IN THIS TRIAL OF MUSIC!
judge :
"You are charged with leaving your life behind
every time the music's turned on.
Witnesses say you sold your soul - for a song!"
Guilty your honor but 'tis no crime
To let the music overcome the mind
If so then post no bail
For my music has become my jail
But listen first my fellow peers
Allow me to caress your ears
It's so easy to forget the ground
When you're composed of living sound
AND HAVE BECOME A MAN OF MUSIC!
(guitar solo)
bailiff :
"He has escaped these halls of justice,
disappeared but we know he's near
His final words told his whereabouts - did you hear?"
"YOU CAN FIND ME IN YOUR RADIO"
(After all,"One likes to believe in the freedom of music."
RUSH - Spirit of Radio)
From "I'm Not Sure How I Got Here, But I Think I Flew
"...and Other Dreams..." Poetry of Guy Malone
Next: Chapter 4 - "Mister Wise Man" (Follow me for that)
Copyright 1985 - 1990, 2016 Guy Malone. All Rights Reserved.
STEEMIT MUSICIANS / Artists welcome to add their own original music/artwork to these lyrics! I'd be honored to re-post with your art or music.
I also have a weekly podcast : Original Steemer music for bumper/outro/intros wanted!
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