Music Understands

Music is the centre,
Of my very soul,
Of my very being,
It casts aside the cold.

Music is the beginning,
And the end of everything,
There is nothing in between,
It’s music that makes us sing.

Music makes us smile a little,
When everything goes astray,
When all our problems come alive,
And even we have lost our way.

Music always guides us,
Through our past and through our present,
It’ll guide us to our future,
Safe, if only a little bent.

Music listens and understands,
All our sorrows and our pains,
It knows what we are feeling,
Every hope, fear, and disdain.

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