Second Song Musical Instruments
come visit and give these beautiful instruments a second life
Located on the second floor




“I’m sitting in this closet,on this dusty floor
No one ever thinks of me, or plays me any more
Can’t you hear that music, Id love to play along.
Won’t somebody take me out, to play a second song
I know I have some scratches, Perhaps a dent or two.
My finish is all tarnished, I need some polish too.
If someone took the effort, again I could belong.
And play a part in music
And play a second song.
We used to play at concerts, we got applause and cheers.
But i am left here all alone, not played a note in years.
There’s a child that wants to play, let me come along.
Put us both together, and play a second song.”
— Bill Landow