I was into my tune
It’s melody all I knew
And the beat kept repeating
All familiar, nothing new
I heard a drift, a little sound
It clashed with my own
Softer first and growing
To a loud disturbing drone
The beat picks up
The notes start to intertwine
And soon I can’t differentiate
Which is his and mine
My head shakes a little
And the shoulders start to sway
Now into the groove
His music makes way
We’re both in sync now
The song is just right
Feel like it’s going to last
Way past the night
And suddenly the fading starts
One chord at a time
And the music in the end
Is devoid of rhythm – just mine
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