A Musician's Life

You found it long before you even knew

It nestled itself deep in you

It sleeps where your soul resides

It wakes when you open your eyes

You had found it, and before you knew

Music had made a home in you.

Soon after you made it your skill

There wasn't a beat, a note, a room you couldn't fill

Music took you places you've never been before

Through it new people from every different shore

New friends became chosen family connected at rhythm's core

You've lived in vans, planes, airports, slept on couches and floors

For years the road was your home, there wasn't much else to ask for

But without even asking music brought you love, you saw her in the crowd

and from the stage the notes and lyrics silenced

for your heart was much too loud

It happened fast, it grew tenfold

Now she was next to you, in those vans, couches and floors

just shy of a year within this life

the girl in the crowd, became your wife

A family was started, new love and life had been created

The house was bought, for roots to be planted

The life of travel came to a halt, for any other reason would've driven you mad

Except for two sets of wide, bright eyes, now made you a dad

Home was different for you now, but music has burned itself to your insides

The lyrics you once gave a beat to every night---"Home is anywhere where your family resides,"

this is where music brought you, this it what it gave you

Without fail you always find your way back to it

Because when you found it, and before you knew

Music had made a home in you.