isn't it always bach who will save the day?
he seems to play upon my spine each vertebrae, tenuto.
don't mind me if i miss some of what you say, there is beauty in each cadence, mm, legato
not usually one for escape but these grocery aisles are glamorous, you said you'd put on the breaks and i fill my cart with chocolate.
i know it's awful bad taste, to leave in the middle of a game, but i couldn't stand the rules.
i'm listening to johann, i'm listening to bach, he dedicated his life's work to god and it's all that i've got.
call it a fight, call it a fugue but whats important is the melody rang true, you think i'm slowing you down, but no one ever died from a little rubato, i know it's awful bad taste to leave you hanging (open 7th with a dissonant ring) call me Bela Bartok!
some other composers tried to do the same, but the well tempered clavier calls my name