It’s 2 A.M. and the room is quiet. A song to be born – just have to try it. I stroke the keys – but the notes refuse! Too many choices – but I’ve got to choose. I’m falling asleep – it’s 2:45… Can’t let it go… It’s about to arrive. I glide into alpha – it becomes crystal clear. A song will flow free when the Muse appears…
It’s 3 A.M. – and the keyboard is rockin' – She psyches my heart – her vision is shocking! Like a tall rising wave – the song hits the keys! And soaks my epiphany right to my knees! And the wave of the music crashes the band! It’s the best night of music the Muse ever planned! She heightens my senses and sets them all free – And breathes in my heart, “Try and follow me!”
It’s 4 A.M. and we’re pounding it out – Her lightening bolt rhythm – within and without! We’re firing away… away on all eight – The music never sounded… sounded so Great! Cause the wave of music crashes the band! It’s the best night of music the Muse ever planned! We rocked and we rolled on the waves of her wails… She took my rudder and filled my sails!
It’s 5 A.M… rockin’… time to let go... Reach out… hold on… she’s leavin’ the show. But I still hear the sax – wailing her song – And I can’t really wait (‘til) next time she’s along… Paul Golubovs