How do you do that?
How do you take me down?
How do you take me down,down where there is no one around?
There is no ground
Falling, falling, is there any sound?
The ground swallows me.
Where can I be found?
Maybe just maybe I will be found in the oceans
Found in the oceans of all the emotions
The emotions of all the notions
The oceans of notions
The oceans of notions of many sounds
There are many thoughts
There are many thought’s of many notions
There are many sounds
There are many thoughts
There are many thoughts of many notions
There are many sounds
There are many sounds of many emotions
There are many emotional notions
Many emotional notions of many thoughts, many thoughts that there is no magic, there is no magic potions, there is no sound
But is there magic so sound can be found?
The spells are bound
All the spells, all the spells are bound
They bound all the hope
All the hope of all the devotion
The devotion of making sound
Making sound so that someone can find me, find me, help me, help me out
Maybe just maybe they will help me out
Help me out of all oceans, all the oceans of all the emotions
May they will help me out
Help me out where there is no notions
Notions of pure magic pure magic that makes sound
I am not going down……….
To be continued written by Joanne Chitwood
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