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I use to travel from bit to bit
I loved the rock and roll
The kind of guy a girl could meet
At any concert hall
 
I saw you dancing on the floor
You were the queen that night
I felt like never did before
Lost of words, my feet were tied…
 
Although all light of universe
Could never take your throne
You placed a knife upon my chest
And cut my heart and bone…
 
...and just like I was thinking lately
of Mozart and Chopin
You came in silence to write your opera
Upon the soul of man…
 
So I became your masterpiece
You play in every hall
The one who hates you in his silence
And loves you most of all…
 
ⒸLeonard Seiti Wednesday Morning 3Am