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Sunday morning In the letters, learning, looking Something to play Why would I want to be someone amazing A musician who plays a thousan intruments. A thousand times. I can not hold, you have to understand me Understand that I am no longer one in the crowd. My guitar will not shut up! You can lecture me Arrest me in a cage, but know That my soul is a bird And no matter what you do, I will remain so Forever, or ever more It's not as easy to erase me so In music'm so That's where find my refuge In the middle og guitar tabs That the soul with cotton fingers I know anything but play guitar I can misunderstood But who in not? I will not be sorry I want to be a musician