A life for a life.
I am the result of wrong notes, sticky fingers,
a conductor's wand that stopped the music
and let me through.
I am the result of an outstretched hand,
pulling me out of the darkness and
shedding light to burn away the fog.
I am the result of a teacher
who recognized the lost in me,
who joined me, met me where I was.
The thing is,
my life has already been changed
by one job.
The next time I find myself
in a room with wrong notes, sticky fingers
and a conductor's wand
in my own hand,
yes, I suppose this one job will change my life,
but I'm really looking for it to change theirs.
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