life is like a piano: what you get out of it depends on how you play it.
time is an accordion: expanding and contracting while the wind of change sings on its reeds.
time is an accordion: expanding and contracting while the wind of change sings on its reeds.
...if life is a piano, and time is an accordion (and a cello is passion, and a clarinet is emotion, and a guitar is thought, and a drum is instinct), then the human voice must surely be our own jubilating consciousness within the great symphony of existence....