i'm made of soundwaves
i'm made of soundwaves
even more than musican
I can be major and or in minor
but to you i am a vision
Never seen, only heard
through the holes that occupy your head
I can tell you entire stories
and not a word will be said
I tell you things about my life
and you use me for expression
but for the ones that enjoyed me most
for you i have a mere lesson
Dont abuse the power i give you
if you do my sound wii turn into silence
why would one wish to exsist
in a world that's just so quiet?
that is why i am speachless
for i speak in fequencies
that is defined only by paper
that is how you see me
Not all understand my theories
but with this you can confide
if your passion is to know me
then i can give you life
with this i give you a due
and wish you good rest
and if you ever get in treble
will you remeber what ive said?
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