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The Source of Your Music
You sing in the next room and
I imagine your lips and tongue
giving music to the words from your heart.
Let me come into that place where words meet melody
and are shaped into song.
Place me there in wet seasons and draw from me
the warm desires that will soon flow toward the
source of your music.
I imagine your lips and tongue
giving music to the words from your heart.
Let me come into that place where words meet melody
and are shaped into song.
Place me there in wet seasons and draw from me
the warm desires that will soon flow toward the
source of your music.
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