It was a song I loved
The notes reached me
I understood what they were saying
It was a song I knew
I didn't have to ask questions
But one day it just stopped playing
Like a high flying bird
It vanished into the sky
Reminding me life is changing
I forgot its message
It was dead to me
I didn’t know it was waiting
A song needs its lover
The one who understands it best
The one who can hear it calling
Arousing me from indifference
The bird suddenly appeared
And my heart began its falling
As I reached out
It darted away
I wondered where it was going
But it only circled above
Singing forgotten notes
Asking if it was time for our joining
But how can I know if it is true
Is it time for something real
Or just memories I keep reliving?
Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 9:48 PM UTC
It was a song I loved
The notes reached me
I understood what they were saying
It was a song I knew
I didn't have to ask questions
But one day it just stopped playing
Like a high flying bird
It vanished into the sky
Reminding me life is changing
I forgot its message
It was dead to me
I didn’t know it was waiting
A song needs its lover
The one who understands it best
The one who can hear it calling
Arousing me from indifference
The bird suddenly appeared
And my heart began its falling
As I reached out
It darted away
I wondered where it was going
But it only circled above
Singing forgotten notes
Asking if it was time for our joining
But how can I know if it is true
Is it time for something real
Or just memories I keep reliving?
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