Fly

When those keys get struck,
You lose focus

When Vivaldi touches your soul
You lose focus

When you feel energy soaring your body
You still lose focus

What fighting drive keeps you alive
Why does classic pressure me into this lie

It is when you don't believe you'll see light ever again
Is disbelieve what I yearn for then?

A crescendo that lifts my mind up high in the sky
only to fall down to my own incompetence and mediocrity and ultimately die