Just listen

Whilst you rush around
Trying to figure out where you fit in the mix
As the record spins
She observes
She sees through your skin
She sees you within
She knows she has the answers to your wonderings
She whispers them and leaves them in the grooves
But you're too busy counting off beat and the headphones are too loud for you to be listening
When you slow the record down and seek to balance the needle
You'll hear her simple, magical beat of the drum
You'll notice her glisten
You'll notice her heart beats a sacred rhythm
Shhh...Don't talk, just listen.