Music
The beat keeps pounding
Against the soft spring air
Music is life
Good music is rare
Don't know what would become of me
Without any beat
So I keep listening
As I slowly get lost in it
Music really feeds my soul
It's god's gift to us
It's been there for me
Like no person will ever know
The beat keeps pounding
Against the soft spring air
Music is life
Good music is rare
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