Another night of wondering; Should I take on the blues, no not the one that makes you stand up and take pleasure notes, not that one, not the one you draw the curtains and turn the volume down with something in your hand a drink maybe. No the one that comes in minor keys and digs at you and expects a reward of sadness. The one that triggers lonely souls to pour out poetry and songs that peel at the hardness of your resistance. But i closed the door, the curtain is still open and the volume and melody of sweeter times make a greater presence and i am smiling the blues away.
Another Night Of Wondering