My wife's the reason anything gets done She nudges me towards promise by degrees She is a perfect symphony of one Our son is her most beautiful reprise We chase the melodies that seem to find us Until they're finished songs and start to play When senseless acts of tragedy remind us That nothing here is promised, not one day This show is proof that history remembers We live through times when hate and fear seem stronger We rise and fall in light from dying embers Remembrances that hope and love last longer And love is love is love is love is love is love is Love is love cannot be k**ed or swept aside I sing Vanessa's symphony, Eliza tells her story Now fill the world with music, love, and pride Thank you so much for this.