An Ode to a Friend

Oh music, how I've missed you so.
Remember when we used to sing real loud and dance and mo'?
Those were the days... The days when we hadn't a care,
The days when we'd whip our hair,
The days when the sounds of basses dropping filled the air...
Those were the days...
Oh music, when will there be an end to this difficult phase?
Soon dear friend and then once again my eardrums will rejoice,
I will have more options to raise my voice,
Then yet again there will be no other option but to dance.
Not long dear friend.
Hold tight dear friend, separation will soon come to an end.