Music
I'm glad that when the sun goes down,
And the moon wakes up,
At the end of the day
I still have music.
If my day turned into something undesired,
And I wish for it to end,
At the end of the day,
I still have music.
The piano keys play their quiet tune,
The guitar strums a calm melody,
And the singer lays their soul on each note.
Through thick and thin,
From happiness to heartbreak.
At the end of the day,
I still have music.
I still have music.WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 1, 2014 AT 9:45 PM
“Music”
I'm glad that when the sun goes down,
And the moon wakes up,
At the end of the day
I still have music.
If my day turned into something undesired,
And I wish for it to end,
At the end of the day,
I still have music.
The piano keys play their quiet tune,
The guitar strums a calm melody,
The singer lays their soul on each note,
Through thick and thin,
From happiness to hearWEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 1, 2014 AT 9:45 PM
“Music”
I'm glad that when the sun goes down,
And the moon wakes up,
At the end of the day
I still have music.
If my day turned into something undesired,
And I wish for it to end,
At the end of the day,
I still have music.
The piano keys play their quiet tune,
The guitar strums a calm melody,
The singer lays their soul on each note,
Through thick and thin,
From happiness to hear, OCTOBER 1, 2014 AT 9:45 PM
“Music”
I'm glad that when the sun goes down,
And the moon wakes up,
At the end of the day
I still have music.
If my day turned into something undesired,
And I wish for it to end,
At the end of the day,
I still have music.
The piano keys play their quiet tune,
The guitar strums a calm melody,
The singer lays their soul on each note,
Through thick and thin,
From happiness to hearWEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 1, 2014 AT 9:45 PM
“Music”
I'm glad that when the sun goes down,
And the moon wakes up,
At the end of the day
I still have music.
If my day turned into something undesired,
And I wish for it to end,
At the end of the day,
I still have music.
The piano keys play their quiet tune,
The guitar strums a calm melody,
The singer lays their soul on each note,
Through thick and thin,
From happiness to hearWEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 1, 2014 AT 9:45 PM
“Music”
I'm glad that when the sun goes down,
And the moon wakes up,
At the end of the day
I still have music.
If my day turned into something undesired,
And I wish for it to end,
At the end of the day,
I still have music.
The piano keys play their quiet tune,
The guitar strums a calm melody,
The singer lays their soul on each note,
Through thick and thin,
From happiness to hear
This poem is about:
Me