You're the sweetest melody playing within
The thumpy-thump in the midst of my heart
The soothing, mellow tune lulling me to sleep
While I lie quietly, still
Listening in the dark
You're the high-sounding cymbals
Attentively being heard
Within my inner ear
The gracefulness in my feet
Graciously allowing me
To dance triumphantly
Above all my fears
You're the psaltery, the harp, the clap in my hands
The praise consuming my VOICE
An abundant melody
The music
Singing aloud from the depths my SOUL
My joyful NOISE
My SYMPHONY
A vocalist
Musically endowed
AH-HA
No Definitely
That is not my THING
But because thy love
Is as chimes blown by the wind
More delicate
Then the strings being played on the violin
I just had to make this poem
Sing
Jamie Gray PoetByDesign - Sing Lyrics
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You're the sweetest melody playing within
The thumpy-thump in the midst of my heart
The soothing, mellow tune lulling me to sleep
While I lie quietly, still
Listening in the dark
You're the high-sounding cymbals
Attentively being heard
Within my inner ear
The gracefulness in my feet
Graciously allowing me
To dance triumphantly
Above all my fears
You're the psaltery, the harp, the clap in my hands
The praise consuming my VOICE
An abundant melody
The music
Singing aloud from the depths my SOUL
My joyful NOISE
My SYMPHONY
A vocalist
Musically endowed
AH-HA
No Definitely
That is not my THING
But because thy love
Is as chimes blown by the wind
More delicate
Then the strings being played on the violin
I just had to make this poem
Sing
The thumpy-thump in the midst of my heart
The soothing, mellow tune lulling me to sleep
While I lie quietly, still
Listening in the dark
You're the high-sounding cymbals
Attentively being heard
Within my inner ear
The gracefulness in my feet
Graciously allowing me
To dance triumphantly
Above all my fears
You're the psaltery, the harp, the clap in my hands
The praise consuming my VOICE
An abundant melody
The music
Singing aloud from the depths my SOUL
My joyful NOISE
My SYMPHONY
A vocalist
Musically endowed
AH-HA
No Definitely
That is not my THING
But because thy love
Is as chimes blown by the wind
More delicate
Then the strings being played on the violin
I just had to make this poem
Sing
Writer: Jamie Gray
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid