Out of Tune
Verse 1
Most of the time, things are in harmony
We’ve perfect pitch, together in tonality
A merest misplaced word, breaks meter brings discord
Lost is our refrain
Hurtful verse is spoken, cadence is broken,
Cacophony comes again
Chorus
Sometimes…….we get out of tune
Like a sunrise on the dark side of the moon
Notes out of sync, teetering on the brink
Music is the rhythm of love we sustain
Verse 2
When we’re composed, life is a symphony
Performance played, movements in symmetry
But when we lose our place, beats are of out pace
Tempered tongues become so sharp
After we’ve finished, broken and diminished
Debased and flat this staved cold heart
Verse 3
Arrangement flows, the making of melodies
Through highs and lows, so many moments we can seize
Forget the feud, its better when we fugue
From bar to bar we unite
Arranged, orchestrated, mutually elated
A classic combination so bright
© 2017 Michael Pearce