Half of learning how to play
Is learning what not to play
And she's learning the spaces she leaves
Have their own things to say
Then she's trying to sing just enough
So that the air around her moves
And make music like mercy
That gives what it is
And has nothing to prove
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oh i am so glad you posted this. i listened to that song just the other day when i was walking and i was thinking how that particular lyric needs to be posted.
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