Just for the record

Drop it all, all the joke
Forgot the hint, missed the stroke
Hasted the pace, blood pulse on race
"Push the tempo, maestro"

Bravo!
All the show was a mess
Why don't you confess
You only shake the arms
That others control?
Stiff upper lip,
Repeat the riff -
Can't even go solo

'Twas a stranger in the orchestra
'Twas a dissonance
An improper instrument
And a soon entrance
Pitches were higher
Wood and wire,
Plus pores and chords -
Body amplifier

Drop it all, all the base
Change the notes and the phase
Dub the steps that you follow

One finger is for silence
And for the bar
Two are a challenge
Try it up
Warm it up
Tune it up
Change it all
Write it down
Take it down
Out of this sheet
Sheet
Sheet

That debut
Due to the duo
Was refused
Bid adieu

Strings are tuneless and I must scream...
"We..."
Cries on mute, lies subdued, tip-topping an air guitar
"Is it broken, burned and smoking, is it trashed afar?"

Stuck on repeat, stuck feet
Dreaming of pieces of melodies that are left to be done
Wishing for them to become complete