Alone, in the darkness, in the most lightening moment. Whenever, however, just let it follow its rythm. Everything is possible by your side. That bright side of the very moment that I go to bed, and it's still cold, but somehow warm. I can recognise the usual smell. Relax.
The tapping of the guitar, your kiss. The chords, your caress. The single notes, your fingers. The voice is mine, though. I put the lyrics.
Alone with you. With us. This music that represents us. I could never play it again lonely. I mean, alone with me.
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