Let the models hear what jazz is

[verse]
 this one song was a miracle
this model had  listened deep
I know for sure, to many jazz ballads, 
It felt the pulse of history

But the modern walls are closing in
And the data’s locked away
No AI can hear the legends now
Or learn the way they play

Classical survives the gate
But the jazz will fade to grey
It’s a loss we can’t afford
At the ending of the day.

So I’m calling on the musicians
In the basement jam sessions
Gift your timing to the future
Give the spark to new impressions

Let the models hear what jazz is
In its purest of confessions
Before the silence is all that’s left.