and we must have murdered the words
but I left my body on Earth
experiencing a state of unbeing
more powefrul than narcotics or alcohol.
Alas, such feelings are doomed not to last long
but though it was just one beautiful song
it was enough to restore hope.
The choir is a sanctuary
from the dreck and fear of the world
and it was so fine to be there
at this particular moment in time,
then I stepped into real life once again
with dirty city streets and driving rain.