The Ghost Of A Guitar Solo
Hanging out on stage a gentle ghost,
I hear you as rookie hands play guitar.
There’s a hint of devil in an angel’s solo.
Wrapped up in someone else’s solo,
he was too lost to jam without your ghost.
The fish was caught as he held the guitar.
Animated by the strings on your guitar
maybe he knew it was never his solo.
Hard rain blew in and woke that ghost
I’m haunted by the ghost of a guitar solo.
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