Escape
Waves crashing, washing over my head
Sweep me away from my fears.
Echoing chords and melodies
Drown out all else.
Music presses against my mind
A satisfying pain
Somehow eases, rubs out knots.
A different world, a rhythmic world
A world of wistful winding harmony
Another language, strange and sweet.
Beauty and wonder
Thank God for His creation.
Thank God for a way of escape.
Break the circles,
Fly away.
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