Its not just one thing
If the world was empty and if I could have one gift
I’d ask for music and then just listen as I drift
I’d go from anywhere to everywhere with lyrics by my side
Through a world of void and solitude it would be my only guide.
Music’s been a guardian keeping me safe while I am terrified
Music’s been a hearth keeping me warm from the harsh outside
Its been a friend, a sword and a specter
Its been good its been bad, its been happy and sad, a angelic protector
Sometimes it can be cruel since it doesn’t lie or use a false face
It’ll tell you the truth with its scars and its etchings that cant be erased
But then it’s a memory, a fantasy, destiny, a moment of ecstasy
Its just like its own world fresh and clean and just off the assembly
Its fear its love its joy and its hate
Its comfort creativity and look into fate
It turns back time to a day long gone
It shows a past dusk a bright noon and a hopeful dawn
Dreams wishes hopes and ambition
A song’s pretty cheap when you consider the price of admission
Its can be anything you need it to be, want it to be, beg it to be
And all you need to do is open your eyes to try and see
And so with all of this following me as I roam
Tell me how could I ever really be alone?