作词 : Sam Ock
作曲 : Sam Ock
"[V1]
doesn’t it seem strange, that even when your mind says so
your hearts says “no, just wait and see how it feels
to fall in love with something real”
mysteries of life speak the metaphysical, a world so full of life
oh Christ, it must be You! the melody it leads me to...

[Chorus]
something divine in the perfect harmony
with a lovely melody crafted with care
and it leads me to hear…

[V2]
call it theory but i want to call it life math. call it melody but i call that my soul’s path
call ‘em chords and let ‘em pluck the heart strings. call ‘em instruments but they’re with what the heart sings
the semiotics and semantics of a man’s life through the language of harmony, the soul’s knife
dividing moments in the memory, the many scenes and i embrace the deepest part of me, bittersweet
the boom bap beat or maybe how the horns play. the soft touch of keys put some color in my grey
take me to a place of mine, there’s the real me. no mask, just the mirror called the music, see
call me overly romantic or religious. i feel impressions of the Maker in the rhythms
and many times i feel my words amount to nothing, but in a song, there is something… "