Music is a tribute to sound
From the wien of an electric guitar
Piercing through to your inner ear
To the soft sound of a violin
Played with emotion.........
It can Pearce your heart
The voice is a tribute to music
The soprano, the base
The tenor, the alto
And falsetto
With the right word
The story of music can be told
Music can touch the soul
With someone special
Or all alone
Pictures with sound
Feeling with every note
When I see the moon
I think of Michael Jackson
Insight, but out of reach
When I hear a screeching guitar riff
I think of Prince
I have to have more of this
When I smell coffee
I think of the Ink Spots
All that Java Jive
When I see a painting
I think of Nat
He is Unforgettable
When I see tap-shoes
I think of Sam
The only Candyman
When I think of opera
I think of Carmen
When I think of Carmen
I see only Lori Mirabal
That is all
©2010 Thomas Dooley
From the wien of an electric guitar
Piercing through to your inner ear
To the soft sound of a violin
Played with emotion.........
It can Pearce your heart
The voice is a tribute to music
The soprano, the base
The tenor, the alto
And falsetto
With the right word
The story of music can be told
Music can touch the soul
With someone special
Or all alone
Pictures with sound
Feeling with every note
When I see the moon
I think of Michael Jackson
Insight, but out of reach
When I hear a screeching guitar riff
I think of Prince
I have to have more of this
When I smell coffee
I think of the Ink Spots
All that Java Jive
When I see a painting
I think of Nat
He is Unforgettable
When I see tap-shoes
I think of Sam
The only Candyman
When I think of opera
I think of Carmen
When I think of Carmen
I see only Lori Mirabal
That is all
©2010 Thomas Dooley
No comments:
Post a Comment