Let us escape the world by the side door
of music, abandon workaday chore.
Let’s lose ourselves in pretty melody,
exchanging toil and thought for revelry.
Let’s listen, hark, allow the mind to rest,
be swept away on tides at song’s behest.
Let’s journey on a trill to foreign shore,
then steal, refreshed, right back by that side door.

I’ll follow where you lead by the side door
of music, though I’m not wont to explore.
I’ll watch a dreamy rapture slowly creep
across your face as sirens draw you deep.
I’ll listen, too, but not as you will do;
my thoughts will drift away and back to you.
With harmony, ignore my nod, my snore
until we must return by that side door.