A perfect key to a lock
I didn’t know was there
A note unwritten brought lightbulbs
To darkness long buried in crumpled sheets
Then, at my lowest,
My lungs became wings
Soaring on melody
My mind always in verse
The harmony coming
Only with the bass
In tones I have written
Thought I fell from grace
War is just the octave
For those fighting for peace
But here in this song
Moments unfold
Life is music
We dance the rhythm
Til our souls become whole
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