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violaine · 01-26-2010, 10:50 PM

In my life the piano sings
Brings me words that are not the strength of strings

Fiery rain and Ruby's cooling sun
Now I see that my world has only begun

Notes that roll on winds with swirling wings
Brings me words that are not the strength of strings

(When I'm feeling high, or I'm feeling low, or there is no change
Somehow days keep melting into the night

And there's always high on the cosmic range
I am always high, I am always low, there is always change

Hear the strings are bending in harmony
Not so far from breaking on the cosmic range)

01-26-2010, 10:50 PM	#51
violaine Timed Out How Do You Identify?: atypical Preferred Pronoun?: plague words and phrases Relationship Status: love wise guys of the avian world Join Date: Nov 2009 Location: wekiva springs basin Posts: 3,236 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 9,934 Thanked 3,294 Times in 1,301 Posts Rep Power: 0	In my life the piano sings Brings me words that are not the strength of strings Fiery rain and Ruby's cooling sun Now I see that my world has only begun Notes that roll on winds with swirling wings Brings me words that are not the strength of strings (When I'm feeling high, or I'm feeling low, or there is no change Somehow days keep melting into the night And there's always high on the cosmic range I am always high, I am always low, there is always change Hear the strings are bending in harmony Not so far from breaking on the cosmic range)