Something about certain melancholies

Their accompanying productivities

Like composing songs upon black keys

Sickly sweet minor symphonies


Something about how my life has changed

And how those songs get in the way

When I just want to live day-to-day 

Without being a muse's slave


Something about a happy song

A tune that makes me feel strong

One that others can sing-along

So we aren't hung up on what is wrong


Something about a day that's bright

Not fully wrung of its might

Not concerned with being right

Composed upon the pretty white


Leaves my heart feeling light