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by Darrell May 11, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
I brought it out and now to warm up my fingers on the pearls my hearts had enough. This key's in flat just to play some simple blues my fingers move slow like my hearts rhythmic etude. The sax of course the one i so choose to hold her, to love her this one i know i won't lose. Now for some sharps the feel of new life begins oh wait, I'm black I wish my blues would end. I got no excuses for the color of my skin for she can't have me it's considered a sin. G major sounds happy but I play around in B my heart lay smashed like every minor key.