Frosty Valley
I’ve got a guitar, but I don’t know how to play.
I’ve got all the words, but no melody.
Yea, I’m out of tune,
So out of tune
I’m working in a box and I watch what I say.
I need a window and some privacy.
Yea, I need space,
Just a little space.
So I’m getting out of bed and I’m going back to work.
I’ve got a drive, up through the valley.
I hear strings,
I sing along.
November 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
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