The feeling goes, as the music fades
This melody only heard by me
Others move to another beat
Broken, I am
Repeating like the wind.
It wont leave no matter how hard I plead
Pounding the unending thrashings of rain
The trees stand but i float away, like a note of the last symphony
Who must i please to join the flow, or is it all up to me
But the music only tells me where i have been not where i am going
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