When hope seems lost
adrift at sea -- or, in the stars
outside of me
I have my music...
inside of me.
When there is nothing left to take
no matter how much money
I try to make...
I remember,
I am not my house
my car
my rings
my clothes/my things
I remember...
A musical spirit bubbles inside
it simmers
it glows
it twinkles
it grows.
It is like an expanding Universe, it knows
to extend its light is to extend its love
for a higher power that's up above.