Could a song touch me?
Run its fingers
the length of my soul?
In truth it makes me wary
Of the power it holds:
To morph my mind is to
Morph my soul.
People, they touch me.
People are souls.
Souls cry out with life,
You might say they sing.
A song, a person, a soul?
Same thing.
Dec 30, 2017
Dec 30, 2017 at 4:45 PM UTC
Could a song touch me?
Run its fingers
the length of my soul?
In truth it makes me wary
Of the power it holds:
To morph my mind is to
Morph my soul.
People, they touch me.
People are souls.
Souls cry out with life,
You might say they sing.
A song, a person, a soul?
Same thing.