Even when all is gone,
And there is naught left but dust.
The presence of music will linger,
Refusing to rust.

Music is not a song or lyrics,
Or a piece to be played.

Music is sound,
Music is noise,
Music is Us.

Not the flow of time,
Nor the bend of the tides,
Will ever erase noise from Our lives.

So I say Music is not what I listen to,
Or what you listen to.
Nor is it the noise that flows around Us.

Music is the rythm inside Us.

Music is Us.