Surrender

You see her there,
every part perfectly aligned.
So perfect.
So pure.
So Innocent.

Perfect sounds leave her body.
She's your passion,
She's your soul.

Six strings perfectly aligned.
A crimson body,
with keys like no other.

Perfect sounds leave her body.
She's you passion,
She's your soul.

Remember being up on stage more afraid then excited?
You look down only to find her there with you.
Her six strings so perfectly in place,
her blood red body shining.

She gives you strength.
She gives you a reason.

As you begin to play her,
everything fades away.
There's nothing but you and her.

Perfect sounds leave her body.
She's your passion,
She's you soul.

You wake up and realize it was all just a dream.
Another dream.

Nothing seems to go right for you anymore.
Nothing's the same.
Everything has changed.

Your alone.
Your lost.
Your afraid.

Opening you basement door you remember her six strings,
her keys,
her sound.

Standing right in front of her,
all you do is is wish to play.

You long to hear the sound of
madness,
excitement.

Surrender.

The perfect sound that leave her body.
She's your passion.
She's you soul.