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You softly whisper to yourself, love’s music ends right here As you put away your tender heart’s violin So utterly sincere in your resignation to quietly exist To never play your heart’s violin again You hear the sweetest music played around you every day With no desire to join in with your own sound So quietly existing in this world of your resignation Such a sense of peace, you have found Then one day when you awaken, the worlds a bit too still You sit and wistfully stare at your heart’s violin Think about your resignation and the peace you found within And ever so quickly, you turn away again The world keeps on a moving, not only quiet but so dark No longer do you hear any music played Makes you begin to wonder if this peace you’ve found within Is also, what made the music fade The solitude and peace found in this bittersweet release Has now become your heart’s only friend You resign to the fact that your violin you must play If you want to hear the music once again
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 11:23 AM UTC
Your Heart's Violin
You softly whisper to yourself, love’s music ends right here As you put away your tender heart’s violin So utterly sincere in your resignation to quietly exist To never play your heart’s violin again You hear the sweetest music played around you every day With no desire to join in with your own sound So quietly existing in this world of your resignation Such a sense of peace, you have found Then one day when you awaken, the worlds a bit too still You sit and wistfully stare at your heart’s violin Think about your resignation and the peace you found within And ever so quickly, you turn away again The world keeps on a moving, not only quiet but so dark No longer do you hear any music played Makes you begin to wonder if this peace you’ve found within Is also, what made the music fade The solitude and peace found in this bittersweet release Has now become your heart’s only friend You resign to the fact that your violin you must play If you want to hear the music once again
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Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 11:23 AM UTC
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