Music Consumes the Soul
Play for me a simple melody,
A half completed rhapsody,
or a fully composed symphony,
because every word you ever spoke,
was delicately worded like a musical note,
so say goodbye one last time and watch at the blues consume me,
oh as the blues consume me.
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