I hear the melodies, music of my lifetime
Dancing in high school, spinning the records,
And later music helped me through loss and agony,
Time moved in measures so elegant and simple,
Now suddenly I realize that I am writing, too,
And now I make the music. This music that is mine
I've played my song, I leave it for those who want to hear
Verse and Photo Background by Dorothy Acton
And how they began so long ago.
Radio crackling and glowing in the dark,
Background music playing at the picture show.
And treasuring every song that I had sung,
Now when I hear them, my heart returns again,
And I'm back to the time when I was young.
Through illness, and times of painful strife;
Music has soothed me, music filled my soul:
Music marked the moments in my life.
And I didn't even understand
My life had a rhythm with music playing there
Like a song directed by an unseen hand.
A symphony of memory and time,
So quietly composing the melody and words
To play a new creation that is mine.
May reach through the years still to ring.
Someday a spirit may listen once again,
May hear the words my heart will surely sing:
The melodies that made my life's refrain;
My life wrote the music, my spirit will remain.
Listen and rejoice, I live again.
Original MIDI "Your Love" by David Folsom