Blue Babe (my guitar)

-September 24, 2007 12:24am

Quiet dark times, laying under you
staring at the ceiling, wondering what to do.
Strum a few notes, hum a sweet tune
feel the vibrations, see the music bloom.

A to G, flats and sharps
notes and signatures, guitars and harps.
I love it too much to forget my blue
my babe, to me who'll always be true.

Oh lovely curves with wood slick and smooth
colors like candies, that relax and sooth.
Thunderous chords and tearful melodies
flow to my heart like gleeful remedies.

Holding it as close as i can to my heart,
my soul complete as i feel and hear my own art.