Music makes my soul feel good,
But for music to be made,
I need a musician.
The rhythm, the melody, and the beats,
All put together,
Make my heart smile.
The tempo, the pitch,
If you get them just right,
Makes me glow.
But for music to be made,
I need a musician.
I dance across the room,
Like the eight-notes on a sheet of paper,
The lyrics tell a story,
One I’ve never heard before.
A story that I know so well,
One that I feel in my body.
But for music to be made,
I need a musician.
Every song is like a soul,
Waiting to rise above,
Touching other souls on their journey,
Touching my soul.
Music makes my soul feel good,
Are you my musician?
We are your instruments,
And through us you make your music.
I have my musician.
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