Harmonize With Me
Harmonize with me.
Let our melodies blend,
but don’t let this song end.
Let’s weave our chords together
into a pair of wings.
Let’s weave our chords together.
Into a pair of wings.
With music, I’ll be
Immortal finally.
And with these wings,
I’ll be free.
Let’s fly.
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