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Song of lost talent. But not forgotten


Submitted:Mar 29, 2010    Reads: 67    Comments: 5    Likes: 2   


Chorus Sing your soul out loud. Sing it till the lights go down. When the words fill air the audience will stop and stare. Cause it's beautifull. And you know it to. Sing about the children stand for the widows. And when the chorus comes breaking out the windows with your tongue. When the end towards you.You'll be toned out by the claps of the crowd. And theyll scream your Name. Cause you'll be famous if you make it.

When you started showing off at the strike of twelve years young. You thought you were a star. Strummed youngers brother guitar. During the chores Holding a fork in your hands. While cleaning the dishes. Pretending your music was shining up the silverware. Like the rest, you would sing to yourself. Cause nobody wanted you yet. But someday they will notice. Not just ignore your attempts. Your didn't seek money, always tried what's right. As a dreamer you always would seek them. That's why your wish came true, when you.

Chorus Sing your soul out loud. Sing it till the lights go down. When the words fill air the audience will stop and stare. Cause it's beautifull. And you know it to. Sing about the children stand for the widows. And when the chorus comes breaking out the windows with your tongue. When the end towards you. You'll be toned out by the Claps of the crowd. And theyyll scream your Name. Cause you'll be famous if you make it.

It didn't matter the effects it had just as long as you were able to show them your talent. With the perfomance of s lifetime. Experiencing the magic in the art listen to the fans clapp. You take a bow not knowing the disaster that was to happen on the way home. Just a child in a car. But her time was cut short. Her stardom ended to soon. Now the people at her grave. Singing with the sky.

Chorus Sing your soul out loud. Sing it till the lights go down. See there expressions now. When the words fill air the audience will stop in shock cry for mom. Remembering your your short career. It sounded beautifull. And you know it to above us with the wind. They Sung about the children hummed for the widows. And when the chorus comes digging up your grave. They say the end had come youthat heaven needed a new sound. You'll be toned out by the of the crowd, all the amgels will harp to the music, And theyyll scream your Name. Cause you'll be famous if you made it.

Nevermuch experince but you had a chance to sing the soul. Reveiling it to everyone now they comfort your family. Now that your in happiness. Leaving them to their agendas. As the years went by your brothers got older countries got stronger, as the winter froze to summer. The birds would sing. And sometimes it sounded like they where humming your harmony

Chorus She sang her soul out loud. Sung it till the lights went down. When the words fill air the audience stopped to stare. And it's beautifull. We know it's true. Sang about the children stood for the widows. And when the chorus came you'd break out the windows with your tongue. When the you. You were out by the of the crowd. As they screamed your Name. Your candle remains lit still famous and still a singer. Even though your gone





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