19.1.10

While my guitar gently weeps



I look at you all, see the love there that's sleeping. While my guitar gently weeps. I look at the floor and I see it need sweeping. Still my guitar gently weeps.


I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold you, love. I don't know how someone controlled you, they bought and sold you.


I look at the world and I notice it's turning. While my guitar gently weeps. With every mistake we must surely be learning. Still my guitar gently weeps.


I don't know how you were diverted, you were perverted too... I don't know how you were inverted, no one alerted you.


I look at you all, see the love there that's sleeping. While my guitar gently weeps. I look at you all. Still my guitar gently weeps...

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