A World of Music Notes

January 16, 2008
The radio is blasting
Tears running down my face
I close my eyes and think real hard
Trying to get to my special place

The music takes me in
To a world where I'm not blue
Where miracles can happen
And reality isn't true

A world made up of music notes
Radios growing from the trees
A place where I can be alone
With songs playing the same melody

But magic only lasts so long
So I travel back to my room
Where tears fall to the floor
In the darkness and the gloom

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