The Wounded Song
Note for note a song is sung
Happy lyrics are to be sprung
Sprung upon an a ear to listen
Undone to a soul once bitten
Tones set on bars white in colour
Harmonies on bars black in colour
I'm lost in the music and its melody
Queen of notes,tones creating melody
Musical endurance for all song lovers
Love sounds in the glass not on magazine covers
Through papers you cannot hear no sound
Like a caged bird the song becomes wounded
Wounded song hear my soul so soulless
Lyric written to heal lyrics that are boundless
I love you song you are special misunderstood
Till the end of time i will always be in a mood
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