Play my music
Beyond space and time, even when I'm gone.
In the soft strums of the guitar strings,
In the power of the voice that sings,
In the beats that make hearts dance,
My soul will continue its eternal stance.
When I leave this world behind,
My music will remind
Of the passions that filled the days,
In my songs, my spirit stays.
For when I die, I'll still survive,
In the music that keeps me alive.
When I'm gone, play my music on.
Play on, when I'm gone.
Just play on!
Play on!
Let the lyrics carry echoes of my laughter and my tears,
A timeless reflection of my dreams and my fears.
When my voice is silenced, let my song remain,
A legacy of love, of loss, of joy, of pain.
May my cadence linger in the hearts of those who hear,
A reminder that though I'm gone, I'm always near.
Through every chord and every lyric sung,
My essence lives on, forever young.
When I'm gone, play my music on.
Play on, when I'm gone.
Just play on!
Play on!
Let the world keep spinning, let troubles come and go,
I'm staying here in the music, so let its beauty flow.
Let my songs be the legacy I leave behind,
An eternal reminder of the depths of my mind.
So when I depart this world, don't shed a tear,
For in my music, I will always be near,
My soul intertwined with each lyric and verse,
In the music, I'll live on, never to disperse.
When I'm gone, play my music on.
Play on, when I'm gone.
Just play on!
Play on!
When my last breath will escape my lips,
And my body will lie silent and still,
Let my music be the legacy I leave,
An eternal echo of my living will.
When my time will pass away,
I want my essence to forever stay,
Not in a grave or cold, still stone,
But in the songs that I have known.
When I'm gone, play my music on.
Play on, when I'm gone.
Just play on!
Play on!
So when I'm gone, don't shed a tear,
Just press play and I'll be near.
Написано 11 июня 2024 года
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