The Sub Conscious At Play...

Sometimes she found there were songs running through her head,
their colours changing as they skipped and finally settled.
Finding a place in her heart and nestling down like cats on cushions.
Some were all about the melody and some
were all about the words

They were a kind of inner harmony to her moods,
 adding light and shade to the experiences of past and present.

A bit like dreams...
she thought of it as
"the sub conscious at play"