Tuesday, May 5, 2026

Played

Let my hands touch your drum 
Let me play you let me sway you 
let me run for cover take away you 
Let me run
Let me become 
your solace your leafy glade 
Let me be your finally made 
Your damnation saved
Your piano jammed and John Caged 
played.
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