This is where noises & sounds are.You can listen what we're up to!
Do it againAnd I'll see you tomorrowI want to get it
I hear your voiceAnd I know you want to follow meI know
Real thing I’m feelingNo eyes can see itPart dream, part
Those days, where were we to go?Stumbling down the empty str
Today I’d like to tell a story to the worldAbout a man who t
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We could have saved them one by oneAll the lovers left all a
Who'll mend this broke beat starWho's strength do I speak of
You got them bruises placed upon your legsYou got them scrat
Music is a way to express myself when words fall apart. It is a white noise, a ferocious river I am pulled by but also one I share and listen.