It is about the thoughts and feeling we have daily and how they being played out as music in our minds.
Tunes In My Head
All alone, in the dark at night
I sit still, so still I could pass for dead
All alone, in the chill of the night
I speak to myself and the voices in my head
Inside is a constant star-lit night
A big camp-like fire burning bright
The dancers of my thoughts emerge at night
The drummers drum, the dances begin
Each mood blows the fire’s light
From the stamping of my dancers within
So when I’m sad, happy or indifferent, at night-
The drummers play to the tunes in my head
My dancers dance to the drums in my head
I alone can feel the pounding at night
I alone hum to the tunes in my head
All alone, in the quiet of the night
I listen out for the tunes in my head
All alone, in the stillness of the night
I also dance to the tunes in my head.
Adieu!
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