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I walk towards gray clouds You rock me to those great sounds I gotta feel both sad and happy ashes You need to feel how your breath is like Each chord made me breath Each show scribbled on my guitar We have no more strings or rock No more friends of sound We have friends and new chords We might feel happy in those white clouds It was still time to run away from myself and remember that good old stuff... just to have new songs in my guitar