Song Beneath the Song

Cryptic words meander
 Now there is a song beneath the song
 One day you'll learn
 You'll soon discern its true meaning
 An interesting detachment
 A listless poem of love sincere
 Desire, despair
 Overlapping melodies
 And it's not a love, it's not a love
 It's not a love, it's not a love song
 It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
 It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
 And now the roots are reminiscing
 Recurring dreams of minor chords
 Metered time
 Muted chimes find the beat
 And in the pulse there lies conviction
 A steady push and pull routine
 'Til the cymbals swell
 High notes flail into reach
 And it's not a love, it's not a love
 It's not a love, it's not a love song
 It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
 It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
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 It's not a love, it's not a love
 It's not a love, it's not a love song
 It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
 It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
 It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
 It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song
 It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song