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My Guitar
I have been a traveler on this road for so long
trying to find my way.
Rays have got me smiling
keeping me afloat.
I fall apart
grey clouds
December rain.
This feels like a game, people will know my name.
All these late nights have got me going Insane.
Never looking back, keep pushing forward.
A new day will come, looking towards the sun.
I see my future fading away as the clock moves on.
My soul stays the same.
One day I'll pay the bills with this guitar.
I swear it's not that far, please shoot me to Mars.
it could all be ours.
All the hours of work I have put into these songs.
I feel like I haven't moved, but yet I have walked a thousand miles
just to sing this song.
This song just flowed in my brain. I love to play guitar.