Saturday, December 13, 2014

While My Guitar Gently Weeps


I look at you all
see the love there that's sleeping
while my guitar gently
weeps
I look, at the floor
and I see it needs sweeping
still my guitar gently
weeps

I don't know why, nobody told you, how to unfold your love
I don't know how
someone controlled you, they bought and sold you
I look, at the world, and I notice it's
turning
while my guitar gently weeps
With every mistake, we must surely be
learning
still my guitar gently weeps

I don't know how, you were diverted, you were perverted, too. I don't know how, you were inverted,
no one alerted you
I
look at you all
see the love there that's sleeping
while my guitar gently weeps
Look at you all...
Still my guitar gently weeps

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