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Confessions of a Mouth Harp

I am a mouth harp forever hanging on her chest from when she’s beautiful and young until she’s lonely and old I’m a mouth harp Fate lets me sleep beside her heart Through me she pours out her grief and happiness to the darkness I’m a mouth harp If she really does leave this world suddenly I still want to be with her eventually blending all that I am into the ice-cold earth But, Brother, in the pitch-black night if you feel the sorrow of this land it means I’m still missing her