I carry the music in me,
to help me batter death
like an egg leftover for too long
I carry the music in me
like a faith that I had to find
missing like a grain of wheat
I carry the music in me
like an ache that has been
transported on the keys of the piano
I carry the music in me
like a shield that will keep
the march forward going steady
regardless of the rain or shine
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