01-22-2026, 03:44 AM
Some voices whisper from the heart, they say
I'll tell you secrets couched in minor tones.
Now listen closely as we start to play
Guitars of steel and muted slide trombones
Beneath the swoosh of brush upon a snare.
Let vocals curl around the subtle beat
Until the rising volume fills the air
Encapsulating heartache and defeat.
Succumb to piercing bottleneck, prepare
Yourself to ride the wave that sound abets.
Release the grief, allowing joy to flare
Obliged to fly along the strings and frets.
Console yourself with music from your muse,
Keep soaking up your sadness with the blues.
aaarrrrggggghhhh so rough, so not ready
I'll tell you secrets couched in minor tones.
Now listen closely as we start to play
Guitars of steel and muted slide trombones
Beneath the swoosh of brush upon a snare.
Let vocals curl around the subtle beat
Until the rising volume fills the air
Encapsulating heartache and defeat.
Succumb to piercing bottleneck, prepare
Yourself to ride the wave that sound abets.
Release the grief, allowing joy to flare
Obliged to fly along the strings and frets.
Console yourself with music from your muse,
Keep soaking up your sadness with the blues.
aaarrrrggggghhhh so rough, so not ready