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blue curtains flutter in the open window
as a ghost takes the train at 78 rpm
ahh! moans the diamond cufflinked sire
of moody Steinway nights in smokey realms
blue satin rain is de rigueur in Camelot
orchestral affairs of state in a newly-minted world
the fear of God in concert with a surcease of fear in
some unknown foreign field
blue notes drift into the air as smoke
as ink that stains my heart in lapis lazuli
as a melodic, winding symphony of solitude
I travel that road over and over again
a cigarette butt smolders in a lobby ashtray
another night on the town
has passed...
as a ghost takes the train at 78 rpm
ahh! moans the diamond cufflinked sire
of moody Steinway nights in smokey realms
blue satin rain is de rigueur in Camelot
orchestral affairs of state in a newly-minted world
the fear of God in concert with a surcease of fear in
some unknown foreign field
blue notes drift into the air as smoke
as ink that stains my heart in lapis lazuli
as a melodic, winding symphony of solitude
I travel that road over and over again
a cigarette butt smolders in a lobby ashtray
another night on the town
has passed...
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Wow. You describe so very, very well the way it truly feels to be lost in the moment when you hear that perfect song. And I love that you've shown how universal that can be, and that it's not any one song or type of music. Nice job my friend. 