Maria Taylor - Song beneath the song

^ECryptic words meander Now there is a son^Ag beneath the song^B One day you'll le^Aarn You'll soon dis^Bcern it's true mea^Ening

An i^Enteresting detatchment A listless po^Aem of love sinc^Bere Desire des^Apair Overlap^Bping melodi^Ees

^EAnd it's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song ^BIt's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song ^AIt's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love so^Eng

And now the lo^Eops are reminiscing Recurring drea^Ams of minor chor^Bds Metered ti^Ame Muted chi^Bmes find the be^Eat

And in the pu^Else there lies conviction A steady pus^Ah and pull rout^Bine Till cymbals swel^Aled High notes f^Bell into rea^Ech

^EAnd it's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song ^BIt's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song ^AIt's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love s^Eong