I came down, was thrown on the ground
Searching for smiles, getting frowns
Wanting musical highs like Messian and Miles
But all I was getting was downs
Give me some color, give me some bone
Give me relief or leave me alone
Give me some boots, give me some brains
Got nothing to lose and all to gain
I've been subject to a certain suspect
Who played like they hate, what they said that they liked
I won't sublet or pretend to beget
A shackled down music that's nothing but hype
All I want to show you is a smile in a wave
Next thing to dark blue is deep purple haze
I just want to show you a vision of the Sun
So glad to know you, 'cause you're second to none
© JAZZ HORN MUSIC;
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