Music sets the mode
the mood and the gloom
Music we like
Music we hate
Clinging clanging
from one ear
to another
Creating pictures
in our mind
Making the images
in our veins
Let our bodies rock
Let's trance ourselves
into the fire
that wipes our spirits
out and into
the open space
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