cymbol song
I'm the haunting harmonythat smooths the spaces in-between
the realm of harsh reality
and all the dreams of what may be
I've notes to make your spirit soar
music to unlock your doors
raptured in the second part
to complement your aching heart
spun from moonlit melody
I am the gently breathing breeze
caressing all that lies within
with mournful air of violin
you're thunder over distant hills
approaching swift to need fulfill
in anticipation I await
not by a beat would I be late
not for you the harsh of brass
nonetheless the cymbals crash
stuck within your wicked snare
relentless bass to take me there
bewitched by evanescent phrasing
lead me down this trail we're blazing
this song I write for only thee
because we are a symphony
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