I speak to the rise of your crescendo
your lovely notes filling the air
majors and flats reaching this heaven
as if gravity means nothing
with only lung capacity to hold you down
while breathing to my soul
free to reach your perfect pitch
the angels sing with you
the demons cowering in your strength
how can I speak to your need
while keeping my rhythm?
it's all transfer, you see
so sing to heaven, my love
as you rise from earth
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from this strand of the web I reach to you hands spread wide in welcome they pulse in rhythm to the keyboard and onto the page
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