Metal is a lonely mans vice
The kind of music that comforts you
Yet each song makes you hate the world
More than you did before
But you just can’t stop listening.
Country is a faithful lover
Because no matter how much
You say you hate it
There is always that one song
That really touches your heart.
Rock and roll has lasted ages
As it is the wounded healer
Stories of the artists troubles
somehow making you more receptive
To the messages in their songs.
Classical is like a grandfather
Always hounding his grandchildren
To do better in all that they do
And when success comes (and it will)
No one will be more proud.
But no matter what music you like
It all means nothing in the end
If you don’t listen to the message
that each and every song you know
Has written between the lines of verse.
© Alex Hicks 2012