The Music

Funny how music works. It starts with a 
beat or a hook. You feel it. It moves you. It 
flows like a wave through you crashing all 
around. Feelings get intertwined with it. 
Your mind starts to wander. Words pop 
into your head. They get written. You can 
focus in on single instrument and it 
becomes a different song. The sum of the 
parts being completely different in sound, 
unify to make a song that is completely 
perfect. A coded message from 
someone's brain(soul or heart) directly to 
yours. And you get it and you relate and it 
moves you, like a crashing wave. And it 
knocks you off  your feet.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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