"A Song the World Should Sing"

Black and White images appear before me,

and they come with instruments of music,

for the sad and the lonely to play and be free.

So I kept my chin up looking how high I can see.

I wielded myself with this beautiful tool,

and played the music away.

Told them all I liked this song, 

so we played it every day.

The songs flow through my chest as I breath it in,

Releases the tension as the racing of my heart begins.

Each little note trickles down my spine,

No piano, I don't play with white lines.

Continuing this perfect song,

orchestra blaring in the back.

I know depression is lurking about,

but this song is what they lack.

Three notes of this, 

Feel like the Rolling Stones,

I'll throw a skeleton down the hill while I play,

just be rollin bones.