I stick to the beats as I move; following the notes of a song
I move steady as I go along
Sometimes I move fast like a racing train
Sometimes I move slow like a chorus refrain
But no matter the speed, I keep to the beat
Seemingly steady, as if following a sheet
Yet there is no conductor, no first chair
Just this faith the beat is always there
A constant lub-dub from within myself
A beat everyone holds within themselves
But most only hear it in times of stres or fear
While I’ve spend my life following it, year after year
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