I am not that good anymore, and maybe I never was,nBut I’ll play my heart out for you, one more time.nFor in my old age, all I can do is play for you songs from my youth.nnSo let me share my gift, with you once more,nJust like we had in the past, so many times before.nnMy hands may shake, my muscles are weak,nI’m not as strong as I used to be.nBut still I will play for you, and leave you with a song,nFor when you have music you’re never alone.nnLet me share my gift, with you once morenJust like we had in the past, so many times beforenThe song of redemption is all that I am,nFor in the end, the music is all that I have.nnAnd though it feels incomplete, the deadline has come for me.nI must present to you, My ‘masterpiece’…nFor time is short in my condition, the song of redemptionnWill be the final composition, from this tired musician.nnPlease give me your attention and I will remedy, this silent tensionnAnd I hope that you will remember,nI hope the memories will leave a lasting impressionnOf me, when I’m gone. Gone. After I am gone.nnI don’t need to concentrate, I can close my eyes.nAnd though you’ll hear this song but once,nI’ve rehearsed it, a thousand times.nnBut what will you say, after I’m done?nAfter I’ve attempted to play the song of redemption.nAnd what will you say, after I’m gone?nAfter I’ve attempted to play the song of redemption.