Business and Music
Business and Music
He hears music from his heart
Of passion flowing like busy rivers
Heavy pounding and floating air
An ode to throbbing extremities
Sensitivity reigns in his fragile heart
Weeping from what music has become
Paper-hearted statues blowing in the wind
As apathy intrudes upon passion’s ground
Saddened by what his heart is yearning for
Will never come the day to be enchanted
While business manipulates music’s refinement
His heart is a lone wolf strayed from the pack
His loneliness becomes his staff and rod
It leads him through fields of green
It gives him strength to stay on course
To find what isolation does for him
To see how music became isolated from passion
Why music and big business are separate islands
His curse is in the frustration of not knowing
Satisfaction is in the knowing of that isolation
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