Sound waves wash away depression, anger, aggression.
Sifiting through melodic notes ,
We receive a lesson not taught with
Street smarts, small darts pierce
Cold hearts and warm ears which have
Grown callous to sound teaching,
We wish life felt this way; rays of
Hope recorded over loud bass.
This is merly rhythm and vibration.
But to the deep in thought,
Just the thoughts make nothing as
Almost everything, and everything
Plays to our impressionable hearts.
Double meanings, daydreaming.
Night sleeps of comfort,
Just to know the bass slaps
Our walls in deep rooms
Surrounded by everyone’s life.
That which we can’t escape.