I walk past stories on a rainy morning
and they walk past me. Nobody listens twice
to musicians like us.
I'm dying for an answer that only God holds,
but His grip is tight
and nobody listens twice
to musicians like us.
These are the things that I need, the things that I do not need.
These are the things they will not teach us
and these are the things they tell us on our first day.
These are the things I will understand
years from now,
when I am exhaling my heart with each note I play.
These are the things I pray for.
