The Course of Love

Hearts are like houses
In a strong hurricane
It takes so long to build them up
And they come crashing down in the rain

After the storm
Comes the beautiful rainbow
And that's where you'll find the gold
If you look deep below

Hope and dreams
Are what pull us along
But sometimes we're afraid
Of what could go wrong

Live your life
And let love come to you
One day those cloudy days
Will go back to being blue

The Musical Language

Music is
The language of all
The joy of sounds
Can never be too small

All across the world
There are different people and places
But each piece can be understood
Because of its beauty and grace

There are many sounds
Some may be high, some may be low
But they all come together
Like the ebb and flow

Music and words,
They act the same way
We use them to communicate
One is said, the other is played

A song doesn't need words
To say what it feels
You need only listen
And discover what it reveals