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• Artiste: Good Life (The)
• Titre: An Acquaintance Strikes A Chord
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He broke his old guitar He couldn't make it sing The strings had grown so worn They made his fingers bleed Soon after the event He made an acquaintance His fingers bled as well Forming scabs that never healed Would you play a song for me Some wilting melody That drifts of where the sunflowers To some far away country Won't you play a song for me With words that push pins They stick into my heart And bleed out resonance These songs are all asleep They lay dormant inside me This vacant recitation I can't resuscitate them Won't you play a song for me Let the words escape your mouth Scream out what you've lost In song it will be found He broke his old guitar He smashed it on his bed post Where he used to dream of lovers Kissing his forehead Good morning