Bridget Bush - The Music

It rings in one ear and flows to the next
It's not what I hear, it's what I know
Resting right behind my forehead
My skin pulsing with the vibe
My feet bouncing with the beat
The wors run through me like a waterfall
The band playing in my head
I can't keep it locked up inside
My mouth releases the music

Bridget Bush

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