Lyrics are the paper
I am the bond
This world I live in Is the basic cause
Beats are the strings like the of a guitar waiting to be strummed
Along with that are words to be sung
Ballets to be made
Hearts to be filled
Feelings to be chilled
The radio sent out my lyrical and astronomical lyrics
To help you in your time of despair
Lyrics are the paper
I am the bond
And together we float as one.