Listen for the 

Listen for the secret sermons whispered in between the lyrics.

Take the beat out on a date, and let it rattle your bones.

Sync your heart drum with the pulse of the rhythm, and the 

Melody will cradle the angels of your soul.

The world is a musical, but only if you want it to be.

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