BASS
A thick rollin' sound seems it would never end
A strong fence in music, use to have a nice blend
Tapping my fingers like I'm the one who plays
That's the feel so good upshot of the fat string called bass
GUITAR
I hear a soft twang, at times it's fast and often heavy
I imagine me strumming and the feeling's nice and easy
Plucking every strand as if I am the frontman who leads
Dreaming with a guitar, it's what I play; it's what I need
DRUMS
Different types of beat playing at the back of my mind
When come near to its end I just sit tight and press rewind
Hands and foot concurrently on the same beat
Rollin' without a drum, hitting without a stick
PIANO
Steel string strikes consistently and inspiring
Little by little blues gone away as I close my eyes and start singing
Hands on my lap imagining pieces of ivories
Its the kind of sound that eliminates my troubles and take away all my worries
VIOLIN
Someone's weeping I hear, not so loud but so clear
Slowly breaking my heart while it's coming to my ear
Compassion and aid is what she's always asking for
Just like I always ask to my loving God and compassionate Lord