The Madman's song
In the silence of the night, under the whispering pines,
I found solace in the melody, a rhythm that intertwines.
A balm for the weary heart, a refuge for the soul,
A song that speaks of healing, making the broken whole.
Chorus of the stars, in the sky so clear,
Humming the tune of comfort, drawing the lost near.
Like a painkiller, it soothes the deepest ache,
With every note it cradles, every sorrow it takes.
Verse of the moonlight, dancing on the lake,
A serenade of peace, for every soul's sake.
In the quiet, it whispers, "You're not alone,"
A gentle reminder, in the softest tone.
Bridge of the dawn, as the new day unveils,
A promise of hope, as the night's curtain sails.
The madman's song, in the light it thrives,
A testament to strength, as the spirit revives.
Outro with the sunrise, in colors so bold,
A canvas of courage, a story retold.
The melody lingers, a madman's gift,
In the heart of the listener, the spirits it lifts.
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