Music

Music is like a razor that cuts the pain right out

It takes me away to a better place

Keeps me from the screams and shouts

Shining a light to those who understand

Music is like a war of wisdom

My love affair I can't erase

Something to calm the storm

So I can feel alive

Music feels like freedom in the night

Like the wind in the eagles feathers as he takes flight

The words that are written

Will set you free

Music feels like the best romance I've never had

It makes my heart race until the moments gone

I never want it to stop

I want it all in this temporary love

Music looks like the joy in who you are

And to those who sing alone

We only want to be ourselves

So our stories they will tell

Music looks like the passing seasons

It spills like the thunder of the greatest storm

And through the music the slaves of the cold

Find a voice to call their own

Music to me means

A freedom to express yourself and sing what you feel inside

And a reason to be yourself

In a world full of lies

-Tanya Petkau