Leave it to the music to pull me through.
Let it lead me when I'm without you.
The sweet melodies ease my mind.
And the hard beats race through time.
Breeding ground of my feelings,
And the serenity of my views.
Every time I feel at loss,
Leave it to the music to pull me through.
Music will never leave me,
When it is you who deceives me.
Birth of the thoughts that help me strive.
This world is a place of do or die.
As I look ahead and think about my virtues.
And I question the world and what it hands me
Leave it to the music to pull me through.
When my mind wanders into the sea,
Everything I do seems tedious.
Yet at the same time it’s all serious.
Time hangs by a feeble thread.
Where and when will it all end.
Exactly when will the melody cease.
How long until I am unable to?
Leave it to the music to pull me through.

Dallas Fairchild 3/30/03