The music surrounds me
Pounds me
Turns me up and down
Around and around
I stare out the window at the stars
As my mom babbles on as we pass other cars
I turn it up louder
And I start to feel prouder
The music I know
Is nothing slow
My music is like the rushing sea
Filled with joy and glee
So here I sit in the car
Staring at the stars
Wishing to express
And not suppress
That music is a gift from god
And should never be forgotten
