New York Song

[Dedicating this piece to my fathers American Dream that eventually extended to me] "Dad, will you buy me a ticket to New York?" "I have a friend there" - "I have a voice lesson!" Pleaseee I love New York! *whisper - "except for the rats " Performing arts, Central Park, Italian Food Ahhhh From my small box I begin my practice, I am finally in New York. Black notes, white paper Dance to the sirens outside! Autumn is beautiful, Rain is fortissimo Snow is stormissimo Summer... well people leave... An old dream, a new home senses awake in New York, From my small box I continue my practice, A fire in my heart and love that never dies. Ooo New York Ooo New York