When I'm all alone on my own by my lonesome
And there ain't a single another soul around
I wanna dig into my guitar bend a blues riff that hangs
When I'm by myself and it's daytime 'cause down-under
Or wherever it is I live when it's evening
You know I speed read the morning news and come up with my own little song also
When I step outside to a beautiful morning Where the trees are all wagging, my hair flag waving
The scenery raging, my life love cascading and the smog hangs
When I'm outside in a real good mood
You could almost forget about all the other things
Like a big old ominous cloud in my periphery
When I was young I liked to hear music blaring
And I wasn't caring to neuter my jams with earplugs
But these days I inhabitate a high-pitched ring over things
When I'm strugglin with my songs I do the same thing too
And then I crunch 'em up in headphones, 'cause why wouldn't you?
You could say: I hear you on several levels at high decibels
When I'm all alone on my own by myself
And there ain't a single another one around
I wanna dig into my guitar, bend a blues riff that hangs
Ain't nobody wanna talk about it
Don't wanna talk about it, about it
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#222 Dancer in the Dark
12 May 2025, 3:00 pm
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