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SOUNDING A SIMPLE CHORD
Why do I feel so old?
Where did I go?
I used to be moved to tears
by the sound of a simple chord.
It was sweet.
I felt free.

Working these eight hour shifts
can take you away from it.
And you can't stand to witness
the waste
of your instrument.
You're smiling
when you don't feel like it.
You're dividing,
Surviving.

Come on,
get up
start over again
and again
and again
and again
and again.
Come on,
you know the way,
you better go there
or it's
Good Night.


Piano, Voice & Harp:
Jennifer Terran
Music and Words by: Jennifer Terran

Copyright 1996 Jennifer Terran / Grizelda Publishing