Old Chocolate

Music is a way of life
Notes don’t just fall from the sky
Like plants don’t just grow from the earth
They need birth
Or away from sunlight they shy
Fire doesn’t spring from nothing
Inspiration must lead my songs
My inspiration is like the night
Its not here all day long

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tinkling piano
guitar strumming just right
the shimmering harp just plays your notes
and you just sit and sway
This is your loudest day
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My head hurts
Its pounding
But the rhythm doesn’t stop
The drums beat, leading the parade
It’s a raid
And now the notes are falling