MUSIC
THE SPEED OF SOUND
ANNOITED MY SOUL
TRUMPETS DRUMS PIANOS AND THE HORNS BLOW
WE DANCE WE FEEL THE NOISE OF LOVE
THE BEAUTY OF THE ART RUSH WITH THE FLLOD
OF SONGS WRITTEN IN MY HEAD
MUSIC IN MY SOUL AND IT IS SAID
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