In the twilight, a gentle strum begins,
A symphony of dreams, where silence spins.
Notes cascade like a river’s flow,
Each chord a story, each refrain a glow.
The piano keys, a dance of light,
Casting shadows in the quiet night.
Melodies weave through the air,
Lifting spirits, easing every care.
Drums resound with a heartbeat’s pace,
Echoes of a time, a distant place.
Rhythms pulse through veins so true,
Binding hearts in a musical view.
Violins cry with a soulful plea,
Strings of emotion, wild and free.
Together they form a harmonious sea,
Where music lives, eternally.