6 February 2013
Acoustic guitar... You seem to beckon me You knock on the door of my heart I pick you up, my fingers itch to play Now you're in tune let's begin Gently strumming...I'll write a song today
Grabbing paper & pen Under the tree I sit I listen to the sound That's causing my my fingers to itch in a fit Away they run up & down the neck Rifts come pouring out...and my heart is satisfied
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