When I was a kid I realized that all good music is long,
All too often a piece would end, while in my head still going strong,

I rejoiced when each repetition began, signaling another round,
Disappointment would seem to set in when it finally began to wind down,

It must be that the angels in Heaven will play their harps forever,
Endlessly long, then the sign to repeat -- a double vertical bar never.

by D. Edgar Murray