Hearts Beat like a Drum
Hearts beat like a drum
Soft and low, high and fast.
Sometimes we beat as one,
And sometimes we beat alone.
LOUD! LOUD! Soft. Soft.
LOUD! LOUD! Soft. Soft.
That is the way a drum is played,
That is the way a heart beats.
A mess up, a small mistake, a missed note
Natural but brings noisy and ugly sounds to the song.
Deadly mistakes.
Two separate drums,
Two separate notes,
Two separate lives.
It is now time for the solo
With a soft backbeat ever so gently there
Leading the soloist on.
The soloist softens,
They come together again
Others join in.
The finale comes,
Loud and lively.
There is silence after the end.
A different player rises,
Clacks their drumsticks and
A new song, a new story
Begins!
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