There’s a tune in my mind that doesn’t quite rhyme

A song with a melody that doesn’t ring,

The serene wafting notes of a windchime

A choirs of sounds worshiping

A song with a melody that doesn’t ring, 

An array of sunset colors that bloom melodies in my head

The music of a trickling river stream in spring

The melodic sounds of crackling bread

An array of sunset colors that bloom melodies in my head

As it hums a beautiful tune of the ocean blues

A sung hymn of tightly wound goldthread

The rhythmic sounds of when you snooze

As it hums a beautiful tune of the ocean blues

The echoing call of the sea breeze whispering notes in your ears

The lightly crashing waves of Syracuse

The song of the seashell souvenirs