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It's been months since I've last been The water took the melody line And destruction became the harmony Leaving dissonance in its wake And trees bent to play that Minor tune Mud rose inch after inch, Outlining the beat of this Soaked symphony It's in duple meter No scratch that, it was in triple, The tempo was about 200 waves per minute The screech of wood scraping Wood had short solos With arpeggios And the sound of sirens and Screaming crescendoed this Soaked symphony The different pitches were so ranged in tonality that people had No chance to save the time To pick up things they need The splash splash splash was the Ostenato in the background Perhaps a pedal tone And the drip drip drip Made anyone who heard the piece shudder so violently They were shivering and Quivering Like an arrow shot from a now Thus the effect of the Soaked symphony Played in the orchestra pit of Lyons Colorado
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 3:11 PM UTC
Lyons
It's been months since I've last been The water took the melody line And destruction became the harmony Leaving dissonance in its wake And trees bent to play that Minor tune Mud rose inch after inch, Outlining the beat of this Soaked symphony It's in duple meter No scratch that, it was in triple, The tempo was about 200 waves per minute The screech of wood scraping Wood had short solos With arpeggios And the sound of sirens and Screaming crescendoed this Soaked symphony The different pitches were so ranged in tonality that people had No chance to save the time To pick up things they need The splash splash splash was the Ostenato in the background Perhaps a pedal tone And the drip drip drip Made anyone who heard the piece shudder so violently They were shivering and Quivering Like an arrow shot from a now Thus the effect of the Soaked symphony Played in the orchestra pit of Lyons Colorado
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May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 3:11 PM UTC
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