There is this place that I go when the music peaks
Where many have entered and few wish to leave
A place where cares fall behind the lids of my eyes
And the noise in the room is out of focus but beautiful
There is a door that opens to a world of reprieve
With a smile and a pardon and a moment to be free
In this place I’m given wings to soar over death
And a grace to love until there’s nothing left
My escape to this place is often shortly lived
But my return is life with a purpose for breath
I was made for this world where there is strength for the weak
And I was born to live forever where the music peaks
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April 25, 2008 at 3:33 am
Rachel Kaiser
dude I totally didnt know you wrote this!
This has been on tylers myspace for like ever. nice job P.Matty!!!
I was so scared when I went to your blog that that video of me was gonna be up here.