Walking tall?
Yes always, but bending to the music
almost kneeling like in a prayer
I let the notes come to me
Music revives the exhausted soul
wrapped in healing harmonies I float
so please, fill my ears with Mozart
let the notes pass all secret barriers
don't let anything stop them
wherever I tread let them come forth
a carpet of notes rolled out for me
the magic carpet that lets me float
wingless, but still, airborn
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