Crashing and lighting and soaring
Come rush through these veins of mine
The power and tremble of fear
Assures me the the song is all mine
For lack of a sea, here I stand
Imagining waves in the grass
While soaring away from the keys
Come remembering stanzas of past
Now silence I say!
Crescendo to more
Know the sound while we write down the score
Break free at last
From those final notes
And with and leap and a bound to the sea
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