Play it just the way it was meant to be played
You are prepared – with your tethered guitar, bandaged and blood-soaked fingers about to do a most magical turn or ten, almighty ninety
Like Wile E. Coyote on ecstasy
The courage, it was always there
A wicker-chair to settle your soul, predispose all of us
Must you frown, for the upside-down nature of it all is far more enlightening
Sprightly and entirely dug deep on in
These strings, they have been asking for you right from the beginning
We need you to sing it, bring it…
When a three-minute serenade of sorts manages to parade everything to everybody
Shoddy and raw will do just fine so you know
No-one seeks perfection here
In fact, the opposite will do just fine

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