The First Movement

There's a voice in the wind so familiar it sings him to sleep

And yet its melodys so terribly empty

So the boy drops his pin and wind section instruments cling to the beat

And now together they ascend to an ending

It was a beautiful song

The first of many to come

But meant the start of a bond

Precious only to one

But the question remained and it plagued the boys conscience for days

Who was this beautiful voice he kept hearing

So he sat and he waited so patiently

Aching to say that it was of her hed been dreaming

Let's go

It was a beautiful song

The first of many to come

But meant the start of a bond

Precious only to one

Patience

For she's heard you and its only a matter of time

She's on her way to come get you and you're going to be just fine

She pulled up at the street lights

Get in were going for a ride

The walks too long

You'll get there in half the time

If you take a seat on the shotgun side

She's in the palm of your hand

She's in the palm of your hand

It was a beautiful song

The first of many to come

But meant the start of a bond

Precious only to one

He sat and he gazed to the drivers seat

Somehow afraid

Now its the chance you've been waiting

Come now boy

At some point you would have to be brave

You should trust in yourself at least once in a while

If not today

And now she's driving in circles

And now she's driving in circles

And now she's driving in circles

And now she's driving in circles

She's in the palm of your hand

She's in the palm of your hand

Its now

Don't skip on your chance

Its time

Don't skip on your chance

Its time

Don't skip on your chance

But what the future holds no one knows