I put in my ear buds
and close my eyes
and transport myself through melody
to the oasis of my own choosing...
I can be in a jazz club in renaissance Harlem
I can be in a mosh pit in Seattle
I can be in the Bahia of Brazil or street racing in Tokyo
All in a matter of moments
I can transcend time zones and continents and decades
Because the sons I play are a passport to a world I may not see with fleshly eyes
But within the infinity of the mind
I can be and have been everywhere
And in my journey I am coming to find
The world is one band, one rhythm, one heart
A tribe of humanity
United by the joy music...