Crowded Places

The hum of the microphone before those first few lines. Distant voices and far away places, deep within my mind. With pick in hand, lyrics begging to be released. Flashes and glimpses of people I know. And then it begins. Some song I've heard in my mind a million times, shared for all in this strange new place.

I've always had mixed feelings of crowded places. But up on the stage, it all fades away. Music takes over. Music controls. Music moves my soul...