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Saturday, June 26, 2021

I Don’t Know

I don't know  
Much about you
I don't speak
But I speak to you

I don't know
Where you've been
You don't know
The pain I'm in  

My hands on the strings
They can feel what I mean 
They harder I press
The stronger it seems
x2

Now I don't steal
But I like how this feels
Now I won't speak
But it wants to shout

Now she must have told you
To let me go
Don't let her get lonely 
In bed by you

Sounds good in my head 
So I let it play through
My thoughts they fall
To rosewood and spruce

Absorbed in the wood
I'm barring down
But the sound of you
I can't play through 

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