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Saturday, January 1, 2011

Fire and Ice. (sacrifice)

No words
Only music
Violin and piano
Red wine
Four four time

A track that begins slowly
With violin and piano
A concerto
That builds up
Gradually

About some lovers, friends
Wait
It has the sound of birds and whales
It reminds you of the sun and moon
Fire and Ice.

And sugar and spice.
If it had an aroma
I believe there's a parfum
Of the same name
I could perhaps wear.

The drums are deep, African
May as well
Write it in the Key of E
It's full of African superstition
About the rain Gods and sacrifice.

I don't know how it ends yet
You'll have to wait and see
hopefully
On notes fluttering
Gracefully

The double bass is tempting
And the violins making a pass
The drums are steady
And the saxaphone is brass
And the piano is curious.

No words then
The secret is a rest
The crescendo is in question
About where she's got to go
And the violin would really like to know

Write me the masterpiece
Please.
A song of love and peace
Sleep in my eyes
It would be good for this music to have clear sunny skies.

But if it rains
if it rains
It'll only be a little sound
And you never know what the sax will say
Because the sun always comes out.