Find a guitar for it is the sun , wind and rain Frets are the tumblers unlocking one's pain Music is the stair step to higher being Harmonize with windsong as your mind is freed
Tones that touch the heart of thine enemy , mimic the heartbeat of Jehovah , crashing wave chorus , thunderclap above , the flight of eagles , the braying of young beagles , the coo of turtle dove , laughter of a child , whispers of love
Perform with eyes ridden with tears , with unbridled fear Before the committed stockade with reason held captive , before the downtrodden and the betrayed , before the hopeful and the vain In the backdrop of freedom , against the folly of state induced reason In thy greatest hour of grief , atop the mountainous relief* ....
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