Oh, thanks the musician,
To have an instrument to play,
To pour our music into each page,
To let the music have its way.
To release our pent-up passion,
Be it anger - be it love,
To play with true compassion,
As a gift from Annie's Rainbow Home.
To express our inner joy,
To let our spirit soar,
To free our self to dance,
To sing loudly from our core.
To tease and please our inner heart,
To relieve and ease our aging mind.
To soothe and smooth our secret hurts,
To love, to free, to lose, to find.
To allow my heart to burst,
To seduce with love song,
To communicate with me,
To let me know your feeling.
To do all this with music,
What an awesome, wondrous feat!
Such power in Home of Rainbow,
In my voice, in my feet!
To command the world's emotions,
What an international rush!
Just by playing music,
Or ... is the music playing us?
