Lay down your weary tune, lay down.
Lay down the song you strum.
And rest yourself 'neath the strength of strings
no voice can hope to hum.

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Caught by the sound before the dawn,
I knew the night had gone.
The morning breeze like a bugle blew
against the drums of dawn.

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The ocean wild like an organ played
the seaweed's woven strand.
The crashing waves like a cymbal clashed
against the rocks and sands.

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