Music in the dreary heat
Maybe with a tom-tom beat
Or violins will do just fine
To soothe a weary mind

Echos of a deeper rhythm
Signals in a vivid dream
Eyes closed:
Someone sent a message
sailing on a drifting sea

Oh the day
The worried way
Nothing ruined or betrayed
Time stays with us, feel it flow
Feel the waves beneath the bow

Time is playing, music, music
Sweet, sweet love songs,
deep despair
Actually, it makes no matter
It turns to foam on the ocean wave

The only thing that matters
is the touch we feel, from time to time
Someone else on the other side:
Good will towards them is the only point

Back to music
Nature’s tool
A world without words
where listening rules

Deserts reach to desert oceans
Endless cities, endless land
Nothing here is safe from sorrow
Music washes it all with joy

– JW Marsh