lyrics. in. a. h e a r t b e a t.: going to

please show by Alistair Chong

am i to repeat myself
for days to come
end folding on ends
never tying itself away
what am i supposed to do?

take. a. look.

Music brings hope. Music moulds the heart, music melts the heart, music shatters the heart and mends it back. Music soaks the face in tears, music wipes them away. Music is the wind you soar on, music is the storm that tatters your wings and pulls you out of the sky. Music brings turmoil, music brings pain. Music is a party, music is the rallying shout of joy. Music is the peace within, music silences the noise. Music is life.

Music is pure. Lyrics are soul. Here are lyrics and within lie emotions. What is the beauty of lyrics? The beauty is what you see. The beauty comes from inside of you. It's what you make of the world. Find a piece of the world here. Cue music.

lyrics. in. a. h e a r t b e a t.

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who? am? i?

take. a. look.

me. in. the. past.