The Journey to a Beating Heart

The first day I heard your song, with a beat better than mine, I couldn't help but think that I was out of line. I must have turned the wrong corner, because I was waiting for a lifeless alleyway. Instead I got a barrage of color, music, and pure life. I was long past second chances, with my own music fading to the end of its song, but here I now was hearing my song anew. Your smile quickened the melody, my heart started to beat again, us together create a symphony so grand it could put Beethoven to shame.