Music is the souls language,
that's how we relate,
that's how unions are made.
Love comes after,
love is true when you are combined by your souls core,
therefore you become your own song.
Their laugh,
their cries,
everything they do becomes your favourite melody.
Your song.
Paradise,
thats where everyone wants to be.
Your Paradise lies in your own soul,
you just have to wake it up.
Wake it up and you will live.
May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 3:38 PM UTC
Music is the souls language,
that's how we relate,
that's how unions are made.
Love comes after,
love is true when you are combined by your souls core,
therefore you become your own song.
Their laugh,
their cries,
everything they do becomes your favourite melody.
Your song.
Paradise,
thats where everyone wants to be.
Your Paradise lies in your own soul,
you just have to wake it up.
Wake it up and you will live.
