The heavy base
So hard to pick up

The lyrics that move you
Away by storm and sea

Emotion and Idea smashed together
Like a Peanut butter and jelly sandwich

The sounds that oozes
Closer and closer towards your ears

With the rhythm and beat
Makes you move your feet

Makes you feel good
Anywhere you go,

Like how a little kid
Gets treats in a candy store

Each song played on the radio gets better and better
And to think, sometimes, artists make songs from a letter

As the song ends you can only just wish
For an even greater song to come

Like how you would wish
On a shooting star

That shoots so high above in the sky
Like birds do when they fly

From up and down and all around
Music travels around me, like tourists
On an airplane