One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four..

The beat, in your head, drumming away forever. The anticipation, the muted exuberance – for what you know is coming.

One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four..


Then.. the soft intro from the acoustic guitar, followed by the strings. You almost mumble, those first few words. Soft, mellow, subdued.


One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four.

The fervor, builds up, slowly, slowly – and you let go..


You relax your throat, take a deep breath, and let it all out. Every pain you ever felt, every frustration, every disappointment, every euphoria! Every dream you ever had, every ambition, every defeat, every victory..


In that one moment, you let it all out and you sing. You wail and you cry and you laugh and it all comes out as one, powerful, moving scream.


Then again, the soft, subdued tones, that bring reality back. You keep trying to feel, you keep trying to hold on. Every sorrow, every happiness, you hold on desperately.


The crowd goes wild. You bask in that glory. Sweat on your brow, tears in your eyes. The release, the relief. Everything makes sense again. Everything is alright again.


In those few minutes, you lost yourself and that is how, you found yourself again.

One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four.

It always fades away. The haunting melody slows. You feel it slipping out of your grasp, you feel yourself losing yourself again. Slowly, you have to let it all go. Now, all you can do is wait, wait till the next time. Till the next time, you will know what it is to be alive again.


One, two, three, four. One, two, three..

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