Sometimes it's like I could see
My whole life ahead of me
Or some kind of life that was left behind
Sometimes music is something I feel but do not hear,
Sometimes a whisper, comes in form of a tear,
Sometimes...
A melody will overwhelm,
Rain will fall,
As will the tree, that once stood so mighty and tall!
Songs are like lively forms of narration,
To some their ultimate aspiration,
To others a source of pure inspiration...
They are a true form of life and creation,
A more than human-made conjugation (of sound)!
They hold the secret to light and darkness...
They are essence!





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