Here's a little song I¹ wrote, you might want to sing it note by note.

(The title is thanks to Bruce Anthon, in this article there is a line about the infinite patience of people working in instrument shops, withstanding endless renditions of "Smoke On The Stairway To Roadhouse California" ... I think that's too good to not be a song in its own right.)

Smoke On The Stairway To Roadhouse California

[Verse 1]

On a journey through a mystic land,
Where colors blend and spirits dance.
The universe sing it's refrain
And calls me to a higher plane —

[Chorus]

And I paused, for a Smoke
on the stairway:
to Roadhouse California

[Verse 2]

There's a haze that lingers in the air,
moon shines down with mystic flair.
Journey of my soul’s begun
I see visions of the ancient one:

[Chorus]

And I pause, for a Smoke
on the stairway:
to Roadhouse California

[Bridge]

The trail ahead is ever winding,
my mind expanding, never grinding.
I'm in a trance, but not alone,
spirits guide me, to my home

[Chorus]

And I paused, for a Smoke
on the stairway:
to Roadhouse California

[Outro]

I'll keep on traveling, to the end of time,
keep on smoking, to ease my mind.
With stars above and road below,
I follow where the mystics go….