Those chords come sweetly,
And it’s good that you smile.
For in your hopeful proclamations,
I can hear the passions of desire.
Leaving the streets ringing still,
With enchanted dreams in my head.
Do you know how precious,
Is the love that you carry?
For here in this busy street,
You helped me escape a time.
Leave behind the craziness,
And believe in more beauty.
So sing your treasured emotion,
And make us cry for joy.
In your fingertips the clue,
Of a road towards our freedom.
For Aubrey
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