On The Bach

SimplySinfonia · Not So Newbie Joined: 17 Jul 2008 Posts: 9

I listen to sound, it hits me by surprise, it's Bach.
Yes, truely I am yours in the back hallway.
I will await the fairies of the sparrow people.
I show no remorse in the calm echos, they are soft and calm.

Last night was dark, yet the hallway made it bright.
Down at the end was a man playing Bach.
Soft slumber, skeleton sweet, sleeping beneath hard experience.
The Sinfonias began, in the blue lights of confusion.

Run and race with all your might, fly in the excelleration, ignite!
Then the chandeliers whispered, as the magpies flew.
Everything perfect, destroyed by the music of Bach.
Out with your dance, your perfume, your chance.

Tonight Bach is served up without romance.