A place of opposite I dream of a place Where everyone is happy People are joyous and always dandy I dream of a world A world where nobody argues They all have respect and good values In another dimension A land where all are kind and caring Citizens get along and are always sharing Within that universe The ground is plush and very fertile Flowers and plants that grow colorful Beyond this planet Sits peaceful and calm conditions The atmosphere is great for civilians In another galaxy Both wildlife and marine life thrive A place only reachable in another life ©Schizology

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Gift of music Wherever I may go Away in the distance I hear the sweet sounds I feel it in an instant The rhythm of guitar The beating of drums Maybe a horn or two A bass that's strummed A singer that wails Or a mellow tone Together they all Put you in a zone Pianos and organs Violins and cellos Just a milk bottle It would still bellow At a huge concert Or at a small bar With the right sound People come from afar The various genres Oh there's so many Millions of songs I don't want to miss any Of all the things around Music is universal I don't know anyone That thinks it is dull Music may be a gift From a higher being To share amongst us And share a common feeling ©Schizology

Schizology

A place of opposite I dream of a place Where everyone is happy People are joyous and always dandy I dream of a world A world where nobody argues They all have respect and good values In another dimension A land where all are kind and caring Citizens get along and are always sharing Within that universe The ground is plush and very fertile Flowers and plants that grow colorful Beyond this planet Sits peaceful and calm conditions The atmosphere is great for civilians In another galaxy Both wildlife and marine life thrive A place only reachable in another life ©Schizology

Schizology

Gift of music Wherever I may go Away in the distance I hear the sweet sounds I feel it in an instant The rhythm of guitar The beating of drums Maybe a horn or two A bass that's strummed A singer that wails Or a mellow tone Together they all Put you in a zone Pianos and organs Violins and cellos Just a milk bottle It would still bellow At a huge concert Or at a small bar With the right sound People come from afar The various genres Oh there's so many Millions of songs I don't want to miss any Of all the things around Music is universal I don't know anyone That thinks it is dull Music may be a gift From a higher being To share amongst us And share a common feeling ©Schizology

Schizology