When I play this
I release myself
I become the music
I mute my will
I free myself
It sings to us
We sing into it
It reminds us that we are
When it comes to it
One, one, one
But the part I like best
Is where I do not play at all
I rest intensely, intently
My eyes close
I am here and not here
A vacation, however short
A flight to the end of the galaxy
And perhaps a couple of billion light-years beyond
More than anything else I want to be part of such a noise