Treasure Island

Robert Rumery

(1-17-85 / Dover-Foxcorft, Maine)

The Phantom Musician


In the night I can hear her practicing,
your songs note for note,
in the secluded room that she calls her studio,
in the darkness that is only brightend up,
by a red light above her studio that shows the world,
shes making your music better and better with everynote,
she belts out another one of your songs,
and than the deed is done,

She has made the music that you played so vididly,
she has made it her own,
her voice the one of an angel and of a devil,
the raspyness as she sings once again,
she shows the world how much she loved your music,

Chorus: The Phantom Musician,
she performs again tonight,
The Phantom Musician,
she peroms again tonight,
The Phantom Musician,
she performs again tonight,

you opened up a door for her,
your music made her relaise what she wanted do with her life,
your key opened up her heart,
opened her up to the world of art,
and the world of music,
they both go hand in hand,

we never see her in the day light,
she only comes out a night,
shes on the prowl with her fender guitar,
and a clarinet,

she sets up her spot,
and reads the nots off the page so easily,
her life is written in those notes of music,
her life is the notes of music that are written so well,
shes a perefectionist looking for the right sound,

Chorus: The Phantom Musician,
she performs again tonight,
The Phantom Musician,
she peroms again tonight,
The Phantom Musician,
she performs again tonight,

You can hear another one bites the dust,
in the background and you know its time for tonights performance,
she takes the stage once again for an encore,
that the crowd will love to see,
and she knows that it is her time to shine,
it is her time to be,
up on that stage is where she is,
that is her home,
that is her serenity,

up again late tonight,
that I can see,
and if you listen so closely into the night wind,
you can hear those melodies playing as you sleep,
the melodies of a goddess... the melodies of The Phantom Musician,


Chorus: The Phantom Musician,
she performs again tonight,
The Phantom Musician,
she peroms again tonight,
The Phantom Musician,
she performs again tonight,

Submitted: Saturday, May 27, 2006

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