the guitar that seemingly molds even more beautifully into him
and as he plucks one string at a time, a melody takes to the air
it could be an anthem, or maybe even a ballad to softly sing
and just as his voice leaves those lips and enters the mic
the drummer chims in and the bass follows his notes in mock
it is the foundation of the song that we all know in our pit
because despite all genres, one bleeds thru--long live rock