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Lost Poet (8.3.19)
by Screaming Butterfly Collective
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After 3 months of Jammin' in 'Little Stage' the magic has began, when Mr. Moon was waiting at the doors
A mysterious man, all dressed in black carrying a violin, went on the stage
He grabbed a guitar and began to unfold the story of a Lost Poet... and that was it
With the last chord playing a collective feeling prevailed in the club, and Mr. Moon said:
This is the first time in my life I've ever played this song on electric guitar
Now there's a lost poet out on a highway, he's looking for something that's true
I miss your sweet touch and I miss your sweet smile, and I miss everything that was you
There's nothing left to hold onto, you just gotta hold on to change
Somethings are never gonna look the same
Well a man, he painted rainbows, but he left them out in the rain
She smiled as she said her goodbyes and she never looked that way again
You sit and you wonder, who's playing a game
Somethings are never gonna look the same
I said somethings are never gonna look the same
After 3 months of Jammin' in 'Little Stage' the magic has began, when Mr. Moon was waiting at the doors
A mysterious man, all dressed in black carrying a violin, went on the stage
He grabbed a guitar and began to unfold the story of a Lost Poet... and that was it
With the last chord playing a collective feeling prevailed in the club, and Mr. Moon said:
This is the first time in my life I've ever played this song on electric guitar
Now there's a lost poet out on a highway, he's looking for something that's true
I miss your sweet touch and I miss your sweet smile, and I miss everything that was you
There's nothing left to hold onto, you just gotta hold on to change
Somethings are never gonna look the same
Well a man, he painted rainbows, but he left them out in the rain
She smiled as she said her goodbyes and she never looked that way again
You sit and you wonder, who's playing a game
Somethings are never gonna look the same
I said somethings are never gonna look the same
