From over the microphone,
I see through the darkness.
In the solo of strings,
I see your lights appearing.
Surrounding my stage,
Is this ocean of souls.
Amidst thousands of lights,
My thoughts run wild.
Amidst thousands of souls,
The truth is bestowed.
This roof hangs beneath,
The great canopy of night.
Balls of fire burn endless,
Against a river of black.
Systems spinning in a dance,
Within the grace of galaxies,
In all of its splendor,
It is just a reflection.
Within its endless magic,
It mirrors the souls within this song.
Just like the stars,
You burn with different colors.
With the fire of love,
You heat the cold of space.
As is with the planets,
Some are surrounded by children.
For with the gravity of souls,
Families are born in love.
Within the vision of the song,
All of this is clearly shown.
For the song proceeded me,
And plays beyond my beating heart.
This song knows no beginning,
As it will never see an end.
For time is an illusion,
Giving opportunity to lives.
Space is only the distance,
In reaching other souls.
Dimension is the acoustics,
Within which the music plays.
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