I hear songs about any topic
love, nature and things that are tragic
you can smile and sigh if you know the music
dear God made these things like magic
And you’ll find yourself singing along
I won’t laugh at you, I also know this song
miss your stop, a quarter-mile long
you ignore the traffic, like there’s nothing wrong
So you don’t know the words, they don’t even care
much of words are mumbled to the air
it doesn’t really matter if you with a pair
hurts reaching high notes so you’ll stand on a chair.
- jrdg
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