Sound
There you go, thinking you have to try
Even though you know in the end you'll just cry
Thinking one of these days
I'll mend my ways
Maybe find myself new
As the hunger grew
Turn on the light
Make my world bright
Pick up my guitar again
Make the world spin
Write a new song
Can't go wrong
Wouldn't take that long
Make the world sing
The happy, that would bring
Making my heart beat
Feeling the heat
Rocking all night
Bringing on the daylight
Times starts to fade
Did I make the grade
Just a word
unheard
but for in my head
What the voices said
The music wed
The sound
Unbound
Time
Some rhyme
Copyright © William P. Harris | Year Posted 2023
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