music
out of unavoidable innate kindness, once again,
I did a favour not expecting one in return;
I gave my time,
I changed my plans (no, I put them aside)
and as I was finally driving through the city alone,
three hours later than planned:
I was called
I was touched
-- I was flying
I turned on the radio
...and it played his song
the apt theme,
the anthem of thanks,
the multiple memory
it's in moments like these I believe
that it's possible for me to heal
see, it's in moments like these I'm reminded
of what I have
!so much I have!
moments
forever mine
I did a favour not expecting one in return;
I gave my time,
I changed my plans (no, I put them aside)
and as I was finally driving through the city alone,
three hours later than planned:
I was called
I was touched
-- I was flying
I turned on the radio
...and it played his song
the apt theme,
the anthem of thanks,
the multiple memory
it's in moments like these I believe
that it's possible for me to heal
see, it's in moments like these I'm reminded
of what I have
!so much I have!
moments
forever mine
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