Price

Grime and sweat of our days events

Cling to our skin like everlasting hints

Now it's time to end this day

With our last and final play

Waiting for our signal to go

Sounding with a trumpets blow

Tossing swimming in and out

While trumpets, euphs, a mellos shout

We dance, we swing, we march, we beat

To the music we've known to repeat

Wishing this moment will last for life

Knowing nothing comes without a price