Soul Music

-Roaring, whistling, all around; strain to hear that thrumming sound.
-Tune to a frequency no one else hears; hear the music in the air.
-Strumming, thrumming, sweep me away; to better lands & better days.
-No one's listening, no one sees; nature's symphony for insignificant me.

No more worries, no more pain; wash me clean in the pouring rain.
Heal me, cleanse me, no more pain; wash me clean in the pouring rain.

-Whispering secrets, teach me to fly; open & true--no time for lies.
-I too can be beautiful, I too can be free; revel in the night & dance under the trees.
-Strength & beauty all around; drinking in that thrumming sound.
-Music, music in the night; the masses tremble, hidden in fright.

No more worries, no more pain; wash me clean in the pouring rain.
Heal me, cleanse me, no more pain; wash me clean in the pouring rain.

-As unexpectedly as it came; so dies the music, along with the rain.
-The wind ceases to scream, the magick quells; pattering raindrops, & the power lulls.
-Drum beats fleeting, but they're still there; tilt your head & strain to hear.
-I won't fret, for it's not gone; listen hard, you'll hear the song.

No more worries, no more pain; wash me clean in the pouring rain.
Heal me, cleanse me, no more pain; my heart sings with the pouring rain.