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For All The Unheard - The Bouncing Souls

A guitar collects dust like his heart, soundless and still

A girl collapses on her bed, writing words never read

Troubled youth spills over into troubled life and times

We walk along with our troubled minds

A guitar strikes a chord, hits a misery so hard, so bold

Sounding through this world where it's so hard to feel that gold

It's running through a song of beauty buried deep under a river of greed

Where the muddy waters flow and the stones don't roll

This is for all the unheard, all the music left behind

All the songs left on the floor in the closets of our minds

Where's the passion gone in our hearts, lost somewhere in the grind?

It's time to bring it back, it's time to unwind, find what we lost, it's time

It's time to bring it back

A lost song lingers on

Bouncing off stars on and on

A moment gone, or is it looking for you

To sing its tune?