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I’m Sorry I’m Not A Musician

 

and that you have to pay attention, sit and listen,

that you feel you cannot clap or click,

sing or dance or move,                                                                         

that I cannot let you lose yourself in rhythm.

 

That I can’t buzz bass deep in your belly,

melt your skeleton to jelly,

that I will not lift you clear from your daily woes and fears,

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