The leather cold from a chilly morning
Sand from clothes the night before
One grain less
One grain more
The birds chirp rapid scores
Pushing me out the door
The radio belts out last nights memories
Sent me off for the night
Making the ways
For new
Broken in
Days
Arise
Awake
So much is at stake
Minutes take seconds
To change
In one instant
The hard work
Begins to rearrange your life
New opportunities await
Challenges left hurdled
In your wake
Do not sleep past the rising sun
The morning calls
Opportunity calls
Arise
Awake
Early morning practiced
With weary eyes
Touching keys and strings
Pulling myself together
To remember these things
Everyday is a challenge
Begging for more focus
To read the notes on the staff
Making new notes memory
Memory becomes music
And muscles play there part too
The mind weakens with coffee and time
Moving slow but gaining speed
This is the recital I need
To play for my ears and eyes
This is the musician life
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A Cup of Songwriting 