The music that I hear caressing my mind keeps me feeling alive
Deep drum beats sets the pace of my heart in stride
Hearing the lyrics twist and tear at exposed emotions
Provoking thoughts of days past just going through the motions
Nothing dictating the future but my will
Seeing the band play live is such thrill
I feel the heat from my brothers and sisters near
The smell of sweat and mixed lives hovers here
I may be older and you may be younger sharing the same moment
From the plane overhead we all look like a spot on the cement
No sounds no troubles no lies no pain
From high above it just looks like we all are on the same train
Written by Lanis
Thursday, July 18, 2002