Song by Maria Taylor<br /><br>
Cryptic words meander<br>
Now there is a song beneath the song<br>
One day you'll learn<br>
You'll soon discern its true meaning<br>
An interesting detachment<br>
A listless poem of love sincere<br>
Desire, despair<br>
Overlapping melodies<br>
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And it's not a love, it's not a love<br>
It's not a love, it's not a love song<br>
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song<br>
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song<br>
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Oh now the roots are reminiscing<br>
Recurring dreams of minor chords<br>
Metred time<br>
Muted chimes find the beat<br>
<br>
And in the pulse there lies conviction<br>
A steady push and pull routine<br>
The cymbals swell<br>
High notes flail into reach<br>
<br>
And it's not a love, it's not a love<br>
It's not a love, it's not a love song<br>
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song<br>
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song<br>
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It's not a love, it's not a love,<br>
It's not a love, it's not a love song<br>
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song<br>
It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song<br>
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