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