Sounds like the piano!
And you’re not really listening to it
You’re trouble thinking
How in hell am I going to get out of this

You listen to the weeping guitar
It won’t bring you smiles but clouds in grey
You’re gonna recall your grandmother
“And after all I did it my way”.

If you have seen bright lights and breezy winds
Green leaves and purple hazes
Enchanted melodies and gifted harmonies
Let them fill your life.
From now on. 
‘Cause you owe this to them.

Let them come, let them be in you. 
And breathe. Sea winds.
Green leaves purple hazes
And whatever life brings.

I am still am / Until you are here still here. 

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Inês Oliveira