In the Beginning
Sounds had no order, no form
Each note played randomly,
like early morning birdsong
Chaos was the melody that filled the air
Harmony, just an illusion, a vanishing act
performed by strumming magicians
Instruments rang out in unrhythmic time
and there was no key to unlock the secret
Until someone began to bang the drum –
and music was born
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