As I let my fingers play this keyboard in impromptu
To hail the dawn of marching light
In this misty balcony, I feel
A musician of silence
A release before a day of a soldier
No stranger, labeled
Put inside a steel cage
A hamster in a wheel
A cog in a machine, a string in a guitar
Without whom the world falls apart
A worker at minimum wage
Of love, food and freedom
So before we retire to military duties,
Let me, your humble servant
Play the self this egoistic
Interlude of misery
A song of morning stars
Of a thousand sunrise
To welcome us
Good day.
