Small things like reasons
Are put in a jar
Whatever happened to wishes
Wished on a star?
Was it just something
That I made up for fun?
I saw you, I saw you
Comin’ back to me
Marty Balin — Comin’ Back to Me
Don’t care what the world seh;
I’n’I couldn’t never go astray.
Just like a bright and sunny day:
Oh, we’re gonna have things our way.
Bob Marley — So Jah Seh
Music doth uplift me like a sea
Towards my planet pale,
Then through dark fogs or heaven’s infinity
I lift my wandering sail.
With breast advanced, drinking the winds that flee,
And through the cordage wail,
I mount the hurrying waves night hides from me
Beneath her sombre veil.
I feel the tremblings of all passions known
To ships before the breeze;
Cradled by gentle winds, or tempest-blown
I pass the abysmal seas
That are, when calm, the mirror level and fair
Of my despair!
“Don’t be afraid, just play the music.”