Sometimes in between the echoes of your thoughts
the lonely ghost of a memory slips through
leaving you lostÂ
“..My heart wants to beat
Like the wings of the birds
That rise from the lake to the trees
My heart wants to sigh
Like a chime that flies
From a church on a breeze
To laugh like a brook
When it trips and falls
Over stones on its way
To sing through the night
Like a lark
Who is learning to pray
I go to the hills
When my heart is lonely
I know I will hear
What I’ve heard before
My heart will be blessed,
With the sound of music
And I’ll sing once more.”
Source: The Hills Are Alive by Julie Andrews, The Sound of Music
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