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A song enters my body It runs through my veins Consumes my dark heart And makes me seem sane I hear every note With clarity & delight This song consumes my soul And fills my darkness with a light...
You are a stave of music, You play for me to hear, Dainty as a flute, a reed, For I've the keenest ear.
the guitar riffs mean nothing-. they pass right through me-. trying to echo the past-. the screams are haunting-. yet I don't feel a thing-. it's always too late-. the suspense doesn't really matter-.
Paint a picture With the music notes on the scale Write a melody Make your own music tale Write a prelude To a musical memory I'll sing the words As long as you Are right beside me It's been a...
Verse: Be a guitar player S-strumming my heart strings Hit the chimes Hear the high notes as they ring Play a harmonic chord from your heart This song of love well baby its about to...
There's a soundtrack to my life That shifts across the ages Symphonies and rhapsodies To record all of the stages The simple joys of childhood Before I knew how much was wrong The dark years left...
Where words fail music speaks. It speaks of the pain of the sorrow. Of the lost, of the life we live. It shares emotions it's a way to connect, to understand what others feel.
Every chord strikes my blood. Sending shivers down my spine. Every music note an eerie line. To become one, intertwine. Every part perfect pretense. Bones aching it all makes sense.
A single chord struck in a room Struck a chord with me. The first, the third, the fifth. Harmony Uncomplicated Natural Mellow and sweet Hanging in the air like the fragrance of jasmine.
The pagans were overrun Someone traded their dreams for bullets and a gun Said they got high and killed your sun A sacrifice and the women were on top Screaming out, oh no, no oh god no, no, no, no...
While he was in kindergarten, everybody wanted to play the Tom-toms when it came time for that. You had to run in order to get there first, and he would not. So he always had a triangle.