We were your little notes inside our peaceful home
A stream of staves on a song that's as sweet as Rome.
With a familial bond that grows beyond the ledger line
We felt more contented than all the octaves combined.

You and mom are the key signatures guiding our way
Her sharp lectures and your flat humor always saving the day.
You taught us how to dance along all the pitches of life
No matter how many clefs there are, no matter the type.

You are always there telling us when it's time to rest
And binds us together with a tie to faith in our chest.
When we felt half of our whole you're willing to take a beat
And point us to the missing dot in our scrambled musical sheets.

You are the chosen composer of our shared symphony
Giving beat and rhythm to every precious melody.
You're as great of a father as you are a talented saxophonist
And we're the living legacy of such a legendary artist.