I remember hearing lyrics at a beginning of a song... Those lyrics formed into deeper meaning when you went deeper into the song.

It was like the song was consuming you, and you were being put into that world... Though, it was in your perspective.

The song was carried away with lyrics that only one could understand, and then there was the melody that everypony could understand... The instrumental that few ponies would know, and the basic beat of the song that most ponies would know.

The full song altogether, was something that was hard to understand. Even though some ponies say they understand, they don't. You could never truly understand the full song without the melody, beat, instrumental, and most importantly, the lyrics.

The lyrics were the most important part... The lyrics were the story. The story could rhyme, or maybe sync with the tone of song, but do you know the meaning of each word within the lyrics? Do you know how much the lyrics hold within?

No, you wouldn't, would you? These lyrics were written through every ground that I layed paw on. These lyrics were the words that went with my melody and tone.... These lyrics were my story that was foretold.

Nopony could ever truly understand your story unless they find the meaning of the lyrics.

The meaning of the lyrics was so hard to find unless you were the pony who was writing the song, writing the story, or writing your life.

Life is just another form of music... It could be beautiful, or terrifying. Or both...

We stopped and my thoughts quieted themselves. I observed as to where we were, and it appeared that we were at the edge of a cliff, or even a mini mountain ledge. I looked into the distance, and I seen something...

It was the place from Looka's story.