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Breath suffocated by today’s bluesSwept up by life’s dirty broomsCollected, discarded, done in over and overTabs in my veins keep me soberBuilding a stronger foundation for when the tides gets highSand not washed away, blood, sweat, and cries into the daylight skyOh, precious lady give me your handLet’s take a bow and walk to distant landsToday’s blues is a work from the heartOh girl, what you do to this harpFiddling in the room closed from meWondering how you got there- no key for meIsn’t fun how we ride that rhythmMy girl is out of sightKiss me softly Help me