Auto-Singing a Ballad

The scene was full of events and people, suddenly I break into singing. It starts with a familiar song, my voice in not mine, more male. The song morphs into an unfamiliar song, a creative process. I sing and the words come to me, rhyming. When I am impressed, I wonder or worry if I can rhyme (anticipate) the next line. Unlike the #ViolinDream, the song doesn’t break. It grows wider and wilder. Other voices like chorus join at times. I start to challenge each amazing vocal or lyrics with an even better one and it works. I don’t worry anymore. I feel powerful. The song gets ever more complicated. My voice does sophisticated and high maneuvers. My voice is not beautiful, but is amazing and powerful.

The song is in minor. Some words were very clear on my tongue, but I don’t remember. Maybe it was a love song, my frustration and longing. I think some parts were an answer or reply to my thoughts, but also sung by me.

After a long time, I suddenly wakeup and I get angry. I couldn’t go back to the dream.