Sing, sing, sing with me.
let our voices rise,
let them drop,
forming words, melodies, notes, and theories,
don't ever stop.
Sing, sing, sing with me,
and take my hand,
feel the vibration of our music,
shooting like stars in the sky,
hold on to the beat and never lose it,
because ours is one of a kind.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Sing With Me
Posted by Ana Cobana at 9:13 AM
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