Chuck Perrin

I’m in day gig hell
at the bottom of a well
& I’m longing for the evening
when the music starts to play
I’ll be up in the front row
as high as I can go
in the stratospheric atmosphere
surrounding every note
I’ll get lost
blissfully lost
vanishing into the groove
melting
dissolving
evaporating
I’ll get lost

we are miles apart
connected at the heart
& I’m yearning for the moment
that I hold you in my arms
when my senses saturate
& my longing satiates
in the stratospheric atmosphere
surrounding every touch
I’ll get lost
blissfully lost
vanishing into the groove
melting
dissolving
evaporating
I’ll get lost