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Before the earth was born

The universe was adorned

With a song that swept the stars

With a sound that formed the planets

It's unlike anything else, you see

It's something we cannot hear

But even if it is something we cannot hear

It is something that we can be

Despite it's soundless presence

The song is unforgettable

Each sound brings a warming sensation

Of a dawning iridescence

And then the earth was born

The song was drowned out

The sound was scorned

We found a different song and sound

We called it humanity

We called it politics and law

We called it insanity

The new world likes to say,

"This is how we are now,

These are our new ways."

Now everyone walks the same

Everyone talks the same

The beat of one's own drum

Is synchronized with every other beat

Those who challenge logic are rare

To see one go against the flow is strange

These are the ones who shape the future

These are the ones who will recover the song

They'll revive the sound

Unless, however

They are crushed by limitations

They are boxed in by debt

They are killed by their own mind'

Because being original is not accepted

Being yourself is not free

Being different is frowned upon

But if you find the song

If you stumble upon the sound

Embrace it, for it is your heart

It is the life that cannot be taken away

It is what all others have failed to do

It is the pursuit of happiness

It is the achievement of peace

The song and sound

Are one in the same

The song and sound

Are not yet forgotten