I'm walking around trying to find myself a piece of what I lost. Then it hits me like a shot to the head and I fall to my knees. But not to some God but a speaker and on the floor it sounds so good. A testament to a life well wasted. When I left home at sixteen years old, I was following a sound. I found it with friends, I found it on my own and it took a little while to get the rhythm strumming on my father's guitar. If one week later finds me stumbling again, like I'm losing control; the sound it'll resonate through my bones and the memory will linger. This is just what I needed to hear. Another reminder. That when I left home at sixteen years old, I was following a sound. I found it with friends, I found it on my own and it took a little while to get the rhythm strumming on my father's guitar. So if there is anything that I have that you need, feel free to take it. I don't think I need it if I follow the sound. If you need my eyes, you can take them. I will still make it. I go by the sound. So take it all away, I will still make it. I go by the sound.
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