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
