Baby Grand...

Baby Grand...

Some articles were placed in a warehouse 

When my grandfather passed away 

I just happened to be in town 

So I went there the other day

 

Paintings and furniture lined the room 

As far as the eye could see

In one corner of the warehouse 

Was a shape that mystified me

 

There covered in a layer of dust 

Was grandpa's old baby grand 

I took a rag and wiped it off 

A beautiful memory of the man

 

I was so amazed to see it there 

It almost looked brand new 

I remember sitting on the bench 

As grandpa played us a tune

 

There was a metal plate with writing 

In the corner above the keys 

 Latin words "Ut musica ludens 

et lacrimis adducere "

Didn't know just what they mean 

I asked a friend of the family 

Who owned the local music store 

To come and see grandpa's baby grand 

And maybe play a song for me

 

He was taken by its beauty and charm 

I have to admit, so was I

He sat down and he played a couple notes 

Then he began to cry 

He said the sound came from Heaven 

Like grandpa was playing the song 

That this feeling had come over him 

So peaceful and so strong

 

He said he'd never felt like this 

In all his musical years 

He explained that those Latin words meant 

Playing music that brings tears "

Grandpa would be so proud....