A Song That Doesn’t Remain the Same

It’s a song to be riotously wailed from rooftops, or lullabied to a crying child. It’s a song echoing our past and singing our future before we’ve even arrived. It’s a rush of blood to the heart of all matters. A rhythm spinning on a dime, bouncing brightly on sun-drenched streets. It’s a reign of rain-sounds lulling us into peaceful dreams. Old-school meets digital delight harmonizing on whatever device most entices our rise ‘n shine. Its erogenous zone is a tone bringing smiles to all faces. Wherever limp lumps of sagacity are plagued by minions of mendacity, the song will endow new wow into wit and wisdom. The song sheds all your dread. Dresses you in your daily best.

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