Do you see the changes music makes to the dreamers,
Infected the subconscience,
Built the minds of the givers,
What happened to the visionaries,
I a world that no longer cares,
A modest poor man of integrity,
Re-appears with words to share,
But why would you listen to him,
Never heard his kind before,
A prophet in the shadows,
Of his kind the world needs more,
The comfortably numb generation,
Has woken and found a new,
He’ll change your heart forever,
with one word if he can,
Lost under the rubble of a humble happy man,
But Sixto smiles and explains,
I’m building it, one piece, one day, one heart at a time.
Then I’ll Slip Away,
And leave this life with a smile
– Maddison Morgan