(Ahh…)
At first the tones align and stay
A fragile, near unison sway
But underneath a shift begins
A hidden drift beneath the skin
Lines diverge by unseen hands
Sliding out of formed commands
What was one begins to part
Quiet fracture at the heart
(Ahh… ahh…)
Waves within waves start to bend
No clear center to defend
Patterns rise then fall away
Never fixed, they cannot stay
(Ahh… ahh… ahh…)
All divides yet still is one
Endless motion never done
Every tone a moving plane
Drifting free from form and name
