by Larry Berenguel, Jr. and Anthony Berenguel. ©2004 All rights reserved.
There are times.
There are places.
Where the truth
leave their traces.

There are lives.
There are faces.
From your mind
time erases.

Oftentimes
before the light of dawn.
Music shakes your soul.
The traces leave waves.

Have you ever
stopped to wonder
what your life is about?
There’s a feeling
that is under.
You want to
scream and shout.
Have you ever felt the wonder
of what your life is about?
A bigger share of the thunder.
You want to scream out loud!

Oftentimes
before the light of dawn.
Music shakes your soul.
The traces leave waves.

There are times. There are faces.
When the truth leave their traces.
And their lives and the places
from your mind time erases.

Oftentimes
before the light of dawn.
Music shakes your soul.
The traces leave waves.
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TRACES
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