Testo Muse

There are too many painters And not enough beauty Too many hours And not enough time Too many singers And not enough music Too many reasons And not enough rhyme Will you meet me here in the light? Will you fill my heart with your life? Will you inspire? There are too many drummers And not enough rhythm Too many dancers And not enough life Too many poets And not enough answers Too many questions and too many lies Too many cameras And not enough vision Far too many lovers Who never were friends Too many directions to too many places Too many beginnings and very few ends