Wednesday, March 28, 2012


The darkness goes when you are near,
I feel whole and complete again.
I have the confidence to be myself,
And the fears leave my mind.
Our song doesn’t end, it plays loud for all to hear.
The tune we carry in our hearts,
Varies in melodic tempos and rhythms.
Slow and fast just like life,
We draw strength from it.
Our song doesn’t end, it plays loud for all to hear.
We sing our different parts,
To lift the other’s spirits.
We sing together just like in life,
Partners, friends, lovers, dreamers.
Our song doesn’t end, it plays loud for all to hear.
Our home is filled with music.
Our home is filled with love.
Our home is where we are.
Our home is you and I.
Our song doesn’t end, it plays loud for all to hear.
And when the night finally draws near,
And we leave our earthy home,
Our song will continue to play on,
For our music is in our soul.
Our song doesn’t end, it plays loud for all to hear.

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