The Music Keeps Coming



First from the churches, in praise of the Lord

Then from the barrooms, crying out loud

The Beatles, the Stones, the Beach Boys and then

Go back to the basement and do it again.

The music keeps coming like sunlight each day

You thought it was done, but it won’t fade away

The voice of the prophets is in it somehow

It will shake up your soul and then comfort you now

Mozart and Wilson, Van Morrison, too

Don’t know where it comes from or what it might do

They’ll write of your life and your dreams and your hope

You can find your own soul in the lyrics they wrote

They can lift you up, out of life’s little prisons

And take you to places you thought were forbidden

Without such connection, life’s all brown and all grey

The Spirit is in rock and roll every day.





Copyright 2017


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