Feel my guitar, Steer my drums, glide into my voice This is the sound you need to create Feel my words, Steer my sentences, glide into the paragraph with a certain ease This is the sound you need to create Feel my colours, Steer my pencils, glide into the picture of existence emerging in your mind This is the sight you need to create Flowing through and through I'm gonna bring you something new I am the voice inside your head I am the lightbulb that switches on your imagination buttons I am yours, always forever true Remember me, your inner muse
I like the repetition in the first part, and the way you somewhat personified inspiration in that way. And i can relate, because much of the time my writing does seem to be flowing through me, rather than from me. It's hard to explain but clearly you get it anyways.
