"Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and charm and gaiety to life and to everything."
Plato
Greek Philosopher
427 BC –347-BC
OUR SONG
He played Sloop John B over the phone
That is how the relationship began
It was a song we listened to each night
Over and over again
I was just a girl of thirteen
Not allowed to date, no that was wrong
But he was my guy and I was his girl
And we were held together by a phone and a song
With a dream in my mind and a song in my heart
I fell asleep cuddling just a pillow each night
Two teens sharing a song to ignite a spark
We had a melody but were miles apart
Just listening to our tune we did no harm
That became all this little girl and boy had
In spite of the nightly calls and invisible charm
We never even once held hands.
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