Lyrics

My Music, My Home

[Verse]
A melody wraps me in velvet arms,
A refuge from the world’s alarms.
The strings, they hum, a gentle sigh,
While brass notes shimmer in the sky.
Oh, where else can I freely roam?
My music is my only home.

[Chorus]
My music, my shelter, my steady tide,
It cradles my heart, where fears subside.
Through every storm, through every fight,
It’s my morning sun, my endless night.
Oh, I need my music—my home, my guide.

[Verse 2]
The harmonica weeps, a tender plea,
A story whispered just for me.
The drums tap soft, like rain on stone,
Reminding me I’m not alone.
Each note, a path, each chord, a key,
Unlocking the place I’m meant to be.

[Bridge]
No walls, no doors, just open skies,
A world of sound where my spirit flies.
Violins sing what words can’t say,
Guiding my soul, lighting my way.

[Chorus]
My music, my shelter, my steady tide,
It cradles my heart, where fears subside.
Through every storm, through every fight,
It’s my morning sun, my endless night.
Oh, I need my music—my home, my guide.

[Outro]
The symphony fades, the lights grow dim,
Yet its echo lingers, a sacred hymn.
Wherever I go, wherever I stray,
Music will call me home to stay.

David Rose