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The Psychedelic Blues
The heart is on the floor
No more energy...
Spent and drained
Spent and drained
It remains flat in its moor
Oh, this drifting existence
Lost and unwelcome
The heart is on the floor
For the house is not a home
Sigh, what a bore
Pursue and persuade
Whatever thy destiny
This is not the end
The heart is on the floor
For the house is not a home
Sigh, what a bore
Pursue and persuade
Whatever thy destiny
This is not the end
1 speak up:
Hi, we enjoy warmth because we have been cold. We appreciate light because we have been in darkness.
By the same token, we can experience joy because we have known sadness.
Our life today is not a dress rehearsal. We only get to play one round.
We live our life with no excuses, we love with no regrets.
You have a pleasant week, and keep a song in your heart.
Best regards.
Lee.
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