Music is life and life is love and love hurts like hell a lot of the time. If you want to ride then ride like you mean it, we'll all be dead soon, you shouldn't have to explain it, you'll never tame it, go head and name it, if it makes you feel better, write it down for your self in a heart felt love letter, let up and moan the blues like Ledbetter, but once in a while how about you break your own fetter, put down the umbrella, jump in and get wetter, run around like an untrained Irish Setter, and eventually let her into your heart and that room in your soul, which you guard with your life, but keep hid in a hole, till all of your dreams weary of your control and burst to the skies, till with lights they are full, and your sweet little world is no longer so dull. 

 

 

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