Youre gonna need to tune in to something you love and listen for this to make sense. And by make sense I don't mean that I will say anything above that which you can understand.

All I'm saying is that there is a place words can't take us.
There is a place people can't reach us.

Where noise dissipates into an unrivalled feeling.. a euphoria of sorts.. one we normally can't see.. one we normally can't touch ..once in a blue moon.. we can even hear it. And I hear it ...I taste it.. the colours of music like countless rainbows around my guitar...

..I hear it whisper, play me.. play me, play me and the world will fall away.

Play me, play me, I will keep the harrowing silence at bay.

Play me you jerk! For God's sake ..I need it just as much as you do!

As I reach out for it's neck I can feel the anxiety building up, after all, I'm not exactly a good player anyway.

My hands shaking because they have no idea how to convince me otherwise... shaking but still.. I see the colours....slowly, swarm the strings.

I pluck the one engulfed in the brightest area of these stellar waves.. and find myself lost in the scented trail that sticks to my finger.

I wonder at times, because it's then I really know it's not beautiful as it reaches my ears, but my soul.
I wonder because after all this time, it seems my tears weren't enough for me to get it.

It's then I know that only these strings can invite others into these sacred spaces.

You didn't think I intended you to stay smiling at me behind the gates..
It's a show after all! The grand opening of my soul to it's beautiful fellows.
So revel with me, as it tiptoes on these strings...
From the A minor, to..
Well, we'll just have to see won't we?