There is a moment
When the music fades
And the lyrics
Slowly go away

There are moments
When all comes to clarity
And the guitar comes again
With a slow, droning melody

There is a moment
When there is darkness
And you hear beethoven
As the keys of the piano lisp

There are moments
When the storm has calmed
And you hear the waves
Splashing against the haunted shores

There is a moment
Where there is nothing
But pure happiness
And you feel a rushing beat
Splashing through your heart

There are moments
When you are confused
You cannot understand anything
Because it is all new

And you find strength from within
Realizing that all you can really do
Is just write about it...
And play the lyrics out loud

Or conjure a story
Of symbolic history
It releives the pain
And the misery

Nature itself
Creates music
Indulge in its
Priceless wealth

Appreciate the world
Everyday because you never know
When it will all be taken away
Your voice, your mind, your freedom
Is the purest blessing of all

And now I look
Sullen
But I will never be broken
Because I have realized
I can't change things
All I can do
I write about them