"Music isn't something you own, darling. It's something you experience. You gotta just enjoy it while it lasts, because when it's gone, it's gone. It's not something you can hold on to - or depend on. They're just feelings."
She looked at him and cocked her head slowly.
"But if it's gone, how come I can sing it."
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