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Now I Know Why They Invented Music

Now I know why they invented music

For dead uncles

And bombed biology tests

To work out your abs in lessons while constantly being pushed

Till the sound you hear is something unimaginable

Something great

That is was music is

 

Greatness entirely packaged in sound waves

Listening in the music building to hymn

The sopranos dance with flourish

The bass fills the room with their echoing roar

The tenors create those chords that yank at your soul

 

On those days when all you can do is cry there is music waiting for you

Your iPod will keep you together as you wander the sidewalks

Your instrument will allow you to funnel the emotions right out for all of the world to see

Here I am world, times may get so tough but you cannot get rid of me yet

 

Talks of cancer and death lead to those of rebirth

Of hearing “get your affairs in order”

And having it mean, “ Get out there! Live your life!”

To forgetting regrets and finally just being free

 

Music is there when all is wonderful

Celebrating a new love, a good day, a little less wind outside

To blast it in your room and to dance

But that is a different kind of dancing all together,

No one can really hear you or see you

So just move

The chords carry your legs about the room and you spin and you jump and you sing

Most important is to sing

Let nobody and everybody hear your voice tangle into the lyrics

Sing till you are hoarse

Sing till you have sung it all out

 

**

 

Now I know why they invented music

To lead you through that maze that is life

To help you understand it and to understand yourself

Music is that life vest

This is your first jump off that diving board

Hang on so tight and bend your knees

Let go and rocket into the real world

Don’t worry; you most likely will not drown.

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Written by
amanda-mary-rose
American
Published
Mar 6, 2010
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**Music is what gets me out on the town

Tonight will always be a good night if you put it on first

Music is what gets me to bed at night as the soft lyrics caress my ears

Random chords organize me as I study.

(omitted...maybe tweaked and remitted)

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