Words flying by and by,

Making sounds on their way;

Melodies and echoes,

Of people and their songs.

Listen to the melody,

Flowing all around you;

Listen to the fine voices,

Of people and their songs.

Turning the radio up,

Or turning it down;

Hear or hear not,

The voices that drown.

Sea of melodies,

Echoing the songs;

Listen to the fine voices,

Of people and their songs.

~☆~✧~✧~☆~

Turning the radio up? Or turning it down?

Anna