I hear the music and it takes me back
To a cold, secluded, dark place
Watching distant lights flicker against the night.
To that cliff where the wind went through me
I was ready for it to take my breath
And disappear into the ether.
When the bliss washed over me
And the waves tempted my eyes
I felt the moment of letting go.
I was ready to turn into fog,
Or turn into the darkness,
To become the things I loved to fear.