Headphones

on

Nothing feels as good to love as music

Music is the soul that breathes into you

Music is the substance that keeps you whole

Together

Working as one

Harmony

Each hand clapped

Is the sound of hearts being swept off their feet

I’ve grown out of the cleaning song

And I’ve found myself in a club

Where all you hear is the heart beating

And his eyes are the ignition

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