A Muse

In the night, black thoughts, alone I sit by the bed and dream I drink in memories Some make me smile Some make me scream And the music comes out And I feel so many things Searching for the word And solitude calls me from afar For a boy and his thoughts are never truly alone In blackness By the light of this black lamp I lie on the bed and scram I'm drowning in memories Some make me smile Some make me dream And the music comes out And I feel so many things Searching for the word