The Music stopped.
Sing, oh sweet, sing on
I'm not complete without you
Everything stops when you are gone

Then voices take over me
When I am alone, only they control
The music is gone, the voice is here
It took over me
Not for long, though

The music is back and I move on
Life is the same
Until it stops too soon. Again

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