The tenseness fell down
The eyelids bring gifts
Goodness knows there's space
First the rings of the future turn up
Then the guitar appears
The great living space cools off
because night and forgiveness could be
The guitar is here
You reach out to play that
Stars are out there
You strum above the black hole
The cords of galaxies relieve your overactive brain
There's music out there
further into the universe
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