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I found a faded photo in a drawer one day, Faces staring back at me from years that slipped away. But the colours felt uncertain, like the moment wasn’t true, Till a half-forgotten melody brought it all back to view. A finger on the guitar string and suddenly you’re there, Laughing in the summer wind with sunlight in your hair. A single chord can open doors no picture ever finds. For music keeps the heartbeat in the corners of our minds. Because the song remembers every breath we ever drew, Every whispered promise and the nights I spent with you. A photograph stays silent, but the melody rings through— Time may fade the edges, but the music stays true. A finger on the guitar string and suddenly you’re there, Laughing in the summer wind with sunlight in your hair. A single chord can open doors no picture ever finds. For music keeps the heartbeat in the corners of our minds. A song can keep the shadows warm when silence starts to creep, It brings back all the laughter that the years refuse to keep. No picture ever captures what a simple tune can do— It turns forgotten moments into something shining through. A finger on the guitar string and suddenly you’re there, Laughing in the summer wind with sunlight in your hair. A single chord can open doors no picture ever finds. For music keeps the heartbeat in the corners of our minds. When all the pages yellow and the photographs fade away, I’ll still trust the songs we lived; their colour is here to stay.
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