You are my inspiration.

It doesn’t matter when or where
When I see or hear the inspiration
Any song from their three albums.
Piled still with work, its like vacation.

The screen saver of my computer
The song that plays on my i-pod
Musicians come and think they can beat you
But they are useless, pathetic, fake and fraud.

I anxiously await the return of you
To be shown another glimpse into your lives.
It is okay that you went away, you had good reasons,
That being side projects, beautiful kids and wives.