This is your song
What you have to say or think
This is your song
To each their own view
or version of a story
Think and feel out of my hands,
words become nothing
They die out in some version,
I hear them, you hear them
in transformation
Experience, fear, bias
translates into a personal language
that makes the outside world meaningless
This is your song
What your have to say or think
MM 1995
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