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Volume 6 Issue 3
Page 14
Page 14
A melody, a summer breeze. Just play it like a song. Do what you please; life at ease, Seldom turns out wrong. A good time, a mellow rhyme. I’m gonna have some more. Life is my key And ability the door. Just opened up, a fuller cup It’s just a shade tree dream. All my wants and desires It’s easier it seems. The rat-race, a sweaty face Do I own my soul? Today it seems, a million dreams Yes, I’m in control. A melody, a summer breeze Just play it like a song. Do what you please; life at ease Seldom turns out wrong. |
| Life. Just Play It Like a Song By Spyder |
| (a song lyric) |