muse

i remember a time
when the world came to rhyme
in the words in my mind
the muse was so kind

the pieces all fit
and i was part of it
the singer, the song
listening all along

i remember a time
when i'd sit in one night
and the stories were told
right up to morning light

and as if it was planned
by a masterful hand
the magic of music
lead to wonderland

and i never knew how it happened
i was just as surprised as you
and when people stood up and applauded
i stood up and applauded too

and you laughed and called me a magician
and the tears welled up in my eyes
for i knew i was just the messenger
for a muse that was so much more wise

i remember a time
when the words came to rhyme
in the world in my mind
the muse was so kind