Music heard and learned is a treat to the soul
But what joy the anticipation of a song
Yet unwritten and unsung
Emotions sit at a piano waiting
To move the hands of a composer
To convey rapture or sorrow
In imagination’s birthing room
Lyrics wait to be delivered
By the pen of a song writer
Melodies, harmonies, choruses
Join in inspiration’s dance
Through the mind of a musician
Soon a new song will be sung
And with its singing
Another one waits to be written
But what joy the anticipation of a song
Yet unwritten and unsung
Emotions sit at a piano waiting
To move the hands of a composer
To convey rapture or sorrow
In imagination’s birthing room
Lyrics wait to be delivered
By the pen of a song writer
Melodies, harmonies, choruses
Join in inspiration’s dance
Through the mind of a musician
Soon a new song will be sung
And with its singing
Another one waits to be written
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