A few years ago I bought my first guitar
I had no aspirations of becoming a star
I've never wanted to be recorded, produced, or sold
After you left I just needed something to hold

You're the only reason I play guitar
Playing is my way of healing your lost love scars
Sometimes I still wonder where you are
Yeah, you're the only reason I play guitar

Guitars are made for feeling
Guitars will stay around
Guitars are built for healing
My guitar won't let me down
Like you did, like you did, like you did

I must be at a crossroads in my life
Seems I can't tell the difference between wrong and right
And you ain't helping things by being gone
How I wish you could hear this guitar moan

You're the only reason I play guitar
Playing is my way of healing your lost love scars
Sometimes I still wonder where you are
Yeah, you're the only reason I play guitar

Guitars are made for feeling
Guitars will stay around
Guitars are built for healing
My guitar won't let me down
Like you did, like you did, like you did

You're the only reason I play guitar
Playing is my way of healing your lost love scars
Sometimes I still wonder where you are
Yeah, you're the only reason I play guitar

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.

These were two verses from a demo version of the song that didn't make the final recorded version:

"I look at you all, see the love there that's sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps
Problems you sow are the troubles you're reaping
Still my guitar gently weeps
I look at the trouble and hate that is raging
While my guitar gently weeps
As I'm sitting here, doing nothing but ageing
Still my guitar gently weeps"

And then this verse which came from another take of the song and is now included on the Love Album

"I look from the wings at the play you are staging
While my guitar gently weeps
As I'm sitting here doing nothing but ageing
Still my guitar gently weeps"

However, the landscapes are based on cities.
They are our home. [It's obvious]; Actually,
The loss is different; Global glossary Globes
Unfortunately, it's a globe's globe; We have a lot,
but I want to say where I am; HS in cities
are US institutions,             ILO research,
God, did you use it? If you see a mother,
this is Palestine. It is said that
it is always worthwhile;
for that; Right leg ==== | | [Random]
So he will listen when he speaks
of the girls of Esau
He is back; died, he said
But it is very unique;                     when we came back,
Santa said: "We have fallen many times,
but it is true; It leads to sleep
At the expense of the Taliban pigeons,
This colorful convex contact lens
And dead cigarettes, smoking
The enemy runs from the hot
and ****** countryside,
People to Win, Control Panel and Guitar Plate
Guitar Bridge, Windows, Windows
human window; Photo left behind of the secret garden
of Russian art,; Many Jews write **** and write well.
Alibam left the woman's mirror,
And it's a completely invisible rock,
Girls' school dreams;
The franchisee owner feel for this young man's story:
How do gentlemen pay?
When he was in the boy's arms;           Children
could be heard talking
In the sports field,       girls want universal gods
Who can dance,
Young mouths and oral cats,
Sevens mouths                   Eat her and her sweet smell
Expecting                            Robin Marie
to sociably expand the sociable bed, socially,            
the dark shadow was the shadow
the two false prophets saw;      true prophets,
she asked for friendship,
They said they were already friends,
Salty germs and               her Silver navel for
a thank you from the two angels,                    
but for many    unhealthy people
All women are unclean;            taboo and without status;
However,                        the countries are based on cities.
They are our home. [It's obvious];             In fact,
The loss is different;         Globes global glossary
Unfortunately, it's the company,   the globe globe
We have lots,          but I want to say where I was
HS cities are US institutions,          ILO research,
God, did you use it?                |If you see Mother,
this is Palestine.   They say it is always worthwhile;
that's why; Right leg ==== | |[Coincidence]
So will he listen when sh Speaks about Esau's girls
He came back; he died, he said
But this is very unique,          When we came back,
Santa said,                                 Many times we fell,
but it is true;       Leads to leaders
                            to the sleep of the sleeping
At the expense of Taliban shields
This colored convex contact lens
And dead cigarettes,                                   smoking
The enemy ran from the hot
and ****** ground,
Folks on the prize,             Control panel
and guitar board
Panel Guitar Bridge, windows rods,                    Windows,
man's window;      Photo lion secret garden
of Russian art,
Many Jews write **** and write well.
                                       Alibam left the mirror of women,
And it's completely invisible rock,
                     Girl school dreams;
The owner of the brain                           franchise,
feels for this youngster's story:
How are gentlemen crying?
When he was in her arms;              Children speak
In the sports field,          Girls want universal gods
Who can dance,
Young mouth,                                           oral cats,
Seven mouth;                     Food and sweet smells
Expects Robin Marie
to spread out the Social Bedspreads,
The dark shadow was the shadow
the two false prophets saw;        the true prophets
had asked for her friendship,
Telling they these were friends of friends,
Salt                       germs;             Silver bud for
Thanked angels,  but
For unhealthy people
All women are without status;
However,           the country relies on the cities.
They are our home.   [Of course]; In fact,
Damage is different,            it's also with
Globe Globe Glossary Companies,
Globe Globe, Unfortunately,      we have many
things, but I want to say I'm anywhere
in HS cities are US agencies,     ILO Research,
Master, Have you used it? If you look like a
mother, right, it is Palestine; They say they are
always worth, find them;  | for a person who
is right bone bones === [calculation equation]
So he will hear
Esau spoke of the daughters
returned to him,       these are dead, he says, | |
but still quite unique,
When we returned,       Santa said
many times we would have fallen,
but he testified to being
accused of necromancy,                      it leads to the leaders
at all costs,                                            of the Talon Swords
dead than undead smashing
the dashboard and guitar cigarette butts
&
overfilled ashtrays; dashboard dashboard,
***** dashboard,           guitar dashboard
dashboard ***** guitar window window
window man window
imagine Barbie in Russian's secret garden's
secret set,        coming and writing sweetly,
a lot of Jews are gay;
alchemy leaving the lady's mirror
in waves,      her fulsome rocks visible
changing into school girl dreams;
brain franchise, lord guy feel the story
of how wet Christ gets her
when she is in his arms; kids talk about
playing the field;
girls wants a kind of universal god
                               who can dance,
dance guys guys mouth
mouth cat hills,
                                                sandy mouth;
feeding strippers food dog,  sweet smoker's
social bedding, Robber Mary remembers
being held down
in the black shadow's shadows
by two bad prophets;
prophets who asked quickly
for her friendship,
friends friends of friends              who are on the grass;
silver silver silver,
deep deep, the the angels stand
                                                       in for the unmarried
                             women's                            ||    status     ||
However, countries are based on cities.
They are our homes. [Of course]; In fact,
Damage is different; Globe Globe Glossary
Company, Globe Globe, Unfortunately
we have many but I want to say where I was
HS cities include US agencies,
ILO research,
Lord, did you use it? If you look
Mama, this is Palestine. They say
always worthwhile, to find them;
Because of that
right bone bones ====|  [calculation equation]
So he will listen
Esau spoke about girls
He came back to him, they were dead,   he said
but it's very unique,
When we came back,                        Santa said
many times we would have fallen,
but it's true
To blame the sleepy leads to leaders
At the costs of the Taliban's swords,
the dead's colored convex contact lenses                  
and dead cigarettes,            smoke
rises from the enemy's camps,     &
overfilled ashtrays on the dash     &
control panel, and guitar board
panel guitar bridge,      windows windows
windows man window
picture lion The secret garden of Russian art,
More Jews are writing gay and writing well.
Alibom left the woman's mirror,
and its completely invisible rock
girls school dream;
The owner of the brain franchise,
we feel this young story:
How did Christ become moist?
when he was in her arms;   children will talk
in the play area;   Girls want universal gods
who can dance,
Young people's mouth,        mouth cat hills,
sandy mouth;         food and sweet smoke
Robin Mary remembered
the memories of social bedding
down went the black shadow shade,
then the two false prophets;
the prophets who had quickly asked
For her friendship,
saying they were friends of friends
selling grass;      silver buds for
deep angels                standing
            in for unmarried people
            are women               || of no status  ||                    ||
However, the countries are based on cities.
They are our homes. [Obviously]; Actually,
The damage is different; Globe Globe Glossary
Company, Globe Globe, Unfortunately
We have many,   but I want to say where I was
HS cities include US agencies,
ILO research,
Lord, did you use it?                    If you look
Mom, this is Palestine.                  They say
always worth finding them;
Because of that
right leg bone ==== | [Calculation equation]
So he will hear
Esau talking about the girls,
came back to him; they were dead,
he said
but it is very unique,
When we came back,   Santa said
many times we would have fallen,
that's true; but to blame sleepy heads
on the leaders at the expense
of the Taliban sword,
the dead colored convex contact lenses
and dead cigarettes, smoke rises
from enemy clay, crowded ashtrays
on dashboards &
control panels and guitar boards,
panel; guitar bridge,                windows, windows
windows man window
picture a lion in the secret garden of Russian art,
Several Jews are writing gay and writing well.
Alibom left the woman's mirror,
and is completely invisible,                         Rock
school girls dreams;
                     To the owner of the brain franchise,
                                        we feel his young story:
How was Christ moist?
when he was in her arms; children will talk
in the play area; Girls want universal gods
who can dance,
Young mouth, mouth cat hills,
sandy mouth; food and sweet smoke
Robin Mary remembered
Reminds of social bedding
down the black shadow went shadow,
saw the two false prophets;
the prophets who promptly asked for it;
For her friendship,
they say they are friends of friends
selling grass;           silver buds for
deep angels standing
in for unmarried people;
             young women || without status  ||                                    |||||
However, in places which are based on the cities.
They are our home. [Patent]; So true,
Another loss;  Glossary of world globes,
Unfortunately, the fluitantes over the hosts,
we have many;
I want to tell you, but where I am, US cities
In the United States, ILO research;
God does not use?  If you find yourself a mother;
This Palestine said
it's always nice;
This is because; ==== right foot | |                [Id]
So that we will be talking with audio
to the daughters wife
He returned;         He died,                and he said:
However, carrots;                            when I return
Santa says:                              "I fell many times;
but it is not true;                         The last burning
Taliban village was the Taliban's least expense;
Making the best of contact lens,
He smokes cigarettes & brushes with CREST
The heat shield runs outdoors, powering the town &
The people to fight back & win,        
the ceramic
Power Control Panel and Guitar bridge,                 Windows,
Windows,  window person;
Imagine leaving to the gardener
the storage of Modern Russian art;  Many are homogeneous
and well-written. In other places, leaving a girlfriend
                                  for the rock that cannot be seen;
entering college right after HS,
The right to the right of the young man's story;
How to make a wise campaign?
Where the children free to be heard,
The sports arenas, termed the gods
Who can not dance the mouths of cats
and the seven gates will give you the smell of smell,
Marcus Marcus Nireum;
it's so enjoyable to enjoy his bedside,                    socially,
the shadow of the dark shadow
the two prophets had seen the truth,               the prophets,
and asked for friendship
Claiming to be her friends first;
Your gold and your silver and your cherry flavored snooch,
all into prison, and purely put away,
And thanks to the two angels;
seen not by many people,                              only the poor,
who now   know everything is polluted,  
their holy sites burned,                      their religion crushed

I remember it like yesterday
50 years back, more or less
She was singing with an old guitar
She wore a faded yellow dress

She sang songs about rebellion
of love and hate and less
She was singing with an old guitar
She wore a faded yellow dress

She lit up the world
In 1971
She burned bright as a comet
She was there, and then...was done

The bar was almost empty
Most nights it was I guess
She was singing with an old guitar
She wore a faded yellow dress

I remember when she saw me
We connected, I confess
She was singing with an old guitar
She wore a faded yellow dress

She lit up the world
In 1971
She burned bright as a comet
She was there, and then...was done

Word spread out about her
She was primed to have success
She was singing with an old guitar
She wore a faded yellow dress

An agent came and watched her
A low life lizard known as Jess
She was singing with an old guitar
She wore a faded yellow dress

She lit up the world
In 1971
She burned bright as a comet
She was there, and then...was done

Promises were made to her
She heard his pitch, and she said yes
She was singing with an old guitar
She wore a faded yellow dress

I saw her climb the charts that year
She was a shell, a real hot mess
She no longer had an old guitar
She now wore hot pants, not a dress

She lit up the world
In 1971
She burned bright as a comet
She was there, and then...was done

You could see she was a puppet
A golden goose for lizard Wes
She no longer had an old guitar
She now wore hot pants, not a dress

I heard she died, an overdose
I wasn't shocked, I must confess
They buried her in Hollywood
She wore a faded yellow dress

She lit up the world
In 1971
I remember her old guitar
And her faded yellow dress

My grandfather is the reason for my interest in guitar. I once strummed the strings of one of his many collector acoustics and electrics, even a dobro, and loved every moment. Grandpa Al taught me the G chord, and from then on I was hooked. He signed me up for classes with a bluegrass instructor in my early teens, and I went to a few sessions, but I had rock n roll at heart.
   I stole my grandfather’s 12-string acoustic guitar in my mid-teens, on a journey to Seattle to be rebellious and to get drunk freely and spare for change on the side of the road. It was a big mistake. I broke several strings of the guitar on the hitchhiking part of the expedition. In a small suburb just outside of Seattle, a man walked up to me, and asked me if I could play. I tried my best with what I had, and he took me into the guitar shop across the street to spend fifty dollars on refurbishing my grandfather’s guitar.
   I played the guitar on the streets of Seattle for drug and alcohol money. I was offered a record deal with some people I met on the street and I was too ****** up to play. They passed me up. I slept near the harbor one night, and made a terrible mistake. I smashed the guitar and left it on the top of a trash can downtown the following morning. That day, I hitched back to Olympia.
   When I got back to my home town, I snuck over to my grandmother’s house and crept into the guest room door in the courtyard. I had been gone for just short of a week. She heard me come in and came knocking on the door angrily, which I had locked. She became afraid and called the cops. Knowing this, I tried to jet out of there and ran into a nearby police vehicle that immediately pulled me over, arrested and booked me. I got out several days later, and never told my grandparents the truth about what happened to the guitar. They asked several times.

I suspect that if I was taller,
I'd get laid more.

Think Basketball: I'd shoot my shot
over her friend zone defense and score.
Her weak knees would wobble at
my every move.

And there’s research to prove it:
the female psyche is hard
wired to conflate height with power.
Leadership. Responsibility.
Extra large shoes.
As if size mattered
more than say,
Endurance
as a true measure
of the lengths I'd go for the people I love.

Still, if I was taller,
I'd have an evolutionary edge.
I'd play the game
like a guitar.
Because guitar gets girl, right?

Picture this:
me strumming at heart strings
under the lights of a coffeehouse stage,
a tall post-modern Troubadour
with say, an east European or French accent.

A Filipino with a French accent:
how baller would that be!

I'd be unstoppable.
I’d have fans. Groupies.
Her phone number.
And the decency of a reply
to my text.

I’ll give the crowd what they came to see:
the tousled hair and rugged eyes,
the unshaven charm that makes her
want more by appearing to care less.

Hard to get: that’s what the crowd wants me to play
on that guitar
I barely know how to use.

(But I’m trying, right?)

yo who is it she's really after,
because that vertically privileged
guitar hero
sounds nothing like me.

I wish I was taller (high chord)
so she'd see me.
Because I am tired
of being turned
into a ghost
writing songs
for an empty room.

Guitar gets girl.

If thats true,
I suspect she won't get me
because maybe this isnt
the sound I'm supposed to make.
We'd just be pretending
to strike a chord on
strings attached
to a dissonant tune.
We'd play each other out:
a one hit wonder
on a radio station:

Guitar gets girl.

My nice guy cover falls flat.
My Asian appearance falls short
of the socio romantic standard she
is conditioned to fall for

Guitar gets girl
Same song. Play on.

And forget accompaniment (Ditch guitar)

All I need is a pen
to write lyrics
for my new single.

I’ll start a one-man indie band
and swoon in solitude
over who I sound like
on my own.
(Strum Flourish)

The Story of Gypsy of Wind





dust has dissipated
When it rained
Gypsy sang
With his guitar, which he inherited from his father ..
The last farewell song ...
As he crosses the Earth
Without thinking of a terminal to reach
...

A fugitive from modernity.
From every paved road ..
Of all the twinkling constellations ..
From the noise of cities ..
From the gloom of government buildings.
The gypsy diverges,
Evading sandy roads.
He meets the boys of the villages ..
He sings and they dance..
He passes near the peasant women with red hair covers.
He plays love tunes for them.
Until their cheeks flush ...
He meets the shepherds ... and avoids them ...
he receives the wide plains
With bright eyes
And on his back
He hung up his guitar, which he inherited from his father.
.....

The gypsy meets the girl of his dreams.
But he leaves her to continue trekking.
Gypsy knows no boundaries ..
He does not know what warm rooms mean.
He does not know what daily work means.
He does not know what school means ..
Because he does not want to learn ..
Rather, he should live on the road.
....

The gypsy has no identity papers.
But he does not know what the meaning of stained papers and seals.
The gypsy does not know power ..
when he meets the mayor of the village
he Whoops:
Why do they obey you when they are free ..
The gypsy knows no hunger ..
Because he eats anything in nature.
Flowers and butterflies ..
Rivers mud ...
Then he pulls his guitar from his back.
And he goes on trekking
He plays a song that tells about a dream
With the warmth of a beautiful woman's chest.
Gypsy travels after the spring.
as if he tied with a rope..
He does not like winter ..
He does not like summer ..
He does not like autumn ..
Like birds in the sky ..
Gipsy follows the scent of silt and nectar.
He points with his finger to the distant horizon:
- It rained there..
He plays a rain song ...
.....

What do you have, gypsy?
The bar girl asks him
In transit hours standing
He says: What do you mean by the word "you have"?
The gypsy has nothing ..
Because he has everything.
He has his freedom ..
A girl spends a night with him
Then she expels him from her arms in the morning
So he takes up his guitar
And he sings in tears over his broken heart.
Passing through plains and mountains ..
To where he does not know
....

Truck drivers meet him
They offer to get him to where he wants..
But he refuses ..
He doesn't want to miss a moment without being in the heart of nature ...
Sings
Consuming time with his guitar
His guitar, which he inherited from his father ..
His father who does not know him ...
But what his mother told him before her death
when they were traveling on the way ..
He buries her ..
And he prays for her soul..
Without knowing which god he is praying to..
He smiles ..
And he goes on its eternal journey
.....

When crossing forests..
He is surrounded by hyenas.
He pulls his guitar and sings.
The hyenas watched him in amazement.
they remain amazed as they snaps his flesh..
And he is still singing
Playing his guitar
His guitar, which he inherited from his father ..
His father who never knew him ..