though I don't play you loud & clear
though I leave you aside for much time
you are the harmony
you are my freedom
when I pluck your strings
it makes me smile..
weird little tool
with frets so many
to get each one right
'm gonna have to strive..
beat or no beat
chord or no chord
when I put my ear close to your chest
our strings get surely attached..
I hear you closely
I feel you vibrate
even when in sadness
playing you makes me celebrate..
you are no person
I ain't no thing
but the chemistry we roll in baby
is as good as a fling..!
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