• Music is our Lives

    How much force can one take?,
    Like the pull on a guitars strings when they break.
    And the calming humming sound,
    Like the souls all around.
    People, like the strings will break.

    Beating drums,
    For the unlucky some.
    The ones that cannot escape,
    All the torture and hate.
    They will be beat on.

    Leaders of life,
    There all right.
    But leaders of not music,
    They make me sick.
    With all their lies.