song song

angie fights crime

120 bpm, eb

it’s the sound, getting in my brain
deep inside, and on a dusty day
it feels like rain
falling down
and fills me up with song
there’s a note
i almost hear it now
and it grows
and on a quiet day
it sounds like a promise
i can keep
and turns into this song
it was always there, all along
and all i had to do was listen louder
it’s very close
writing down every word on the page
and on a freezing day
it warms my soul, to the bones
makes me feel like soemthing special
now it’s time
feed it to the air
surrounding you
and on a bitter night
it feeds the world and beyond
what a difference a song can make
it was always there, all along
and all i had to do was listen harder
and it’s not alone, anymore
now this one is done
it’s time to start over.