Chorus: The seed of music within me Has bloomed into a flower And though it claims to set me free I'm lost within it's power Lord don't let this crazy world Make a jukebox out of me Let the songs keep flowing Strong and naturally The gift of music is the key To all my tears my laughter And though it claims to set me free It reigns my life as master Lord don't let this crazy world Make a jukebox out of me Let the songs keep flowing Strong and naturally And oh let me say this peacefully Forget the dreams forget the fantasies Let me make it honestly Or not at all And oh let me say this peacefully Forget the dreams forget the fantasies Let me make it honestly Or not at all And ho let me say this forcefully Forget the dreams erase the fantasies Let me make it honestly Or not at all Repeat chorus
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