Echo, echo, right or wrong
which song will play tonight...?
Upon these waves through brains
and on into another composition.
Tired, so tired;
the war unravels us,
each side retreating
to the warmth of home.
Where lovers underlie
the sense of all sensation
and procreation must become
our one and only love.
As this symphony of life
at last enhanced, begins to dance;
sparkling in an energic amplitude
that flies beyond the mood of every day.
Echo, echo - right or wrong
the only song worth singing
lies within one tone of harmony,
accepting everything for what it is . . .
? Michaelette ?
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Take me home...