Perfect Pitch

Perfect pitch

Brit pop, Emo, whatever happened to Rock’n’roll
I’m aging I know, for the music has got no soul

Stick to the middle of the road
Never vere to, nor fro
Such is music as we know, it to be today

This my art, always singing from the heart
So near yet so far, try to please the A&R

They can’t like what they cannot hear
My blood, my sweat, my tears
The strife, the pain, my song. How can it be wrong

In harmony we delve
And always stay true to ourselves
It’s the life, to love, to sing, that music can bring