Deep in the shades of misery,
Shades of hurt’s agony,
Music reaches you.
The loud guitar string
Sings with the sanity it brings,
Music comforts you.
The lyrics understand,
They hold your cold hand,
Music embraces you.
The violin cries your tears,
It feels all your fears,
Music loves you.
Voices speak your language,
They carry all your luggage,
Music befriends all of you.
The drum beats carry your heart,
They keep it from falling apart,
Music cares for you.
The piano notes carry a quote,
“Remember me in your harsh road,”
Music is there for you.
You live through all the pain,
You survive all the strains,
Because music never leaves you.
Worded Sorrow 