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Mozart

Music is life and life is the muse she leads us shows us how to fuse happiness in every realm just put music at the helm throw aside those traps and reins come with me and ease your pains you think too much come have some fun hold out your arms,let music come you can't hold her ,force her ,mold her you can't ever even scold her she is with you or she's not you have no choice it's just your lot. so give it up and let it lie come with me and touch the sky and when we touch back on the ground the staff will fill we'll write it down.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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