Lyrics
I move along with my guitar
I engage with life while playing my guitar
Never goes away
The guitar's presence is constant
She is with me through the night
The guitar is a companion during the night
And in the morning, she stays
It remains with me in the morning
I wash away like yesterday
I let go of the past and move forward
Float down the streams through all my ways
I navigate life's journey
She accompanies my steps in all my days
The guitar is a constant presence in my life
She has six strings that I know
The guitar has six strings, a known and familiar tool
Just how to work and how to play
I understand how to use it for both work and play
We speak a language of our own
We communicate uniquely
Every minute of the day
Our connection is continuous throughout the day
We get along into the song
We harmonize and create music together
I find her heart and I make it strong, and
I discover and strengthen the guitar's essence
She backs me up when everyone has gone away, and
The guitar supports me when others are absent
She sings to me
The guitar becomes a source of comfort and expression
She sings to me
Continuation of the guitar's role as a source of solace
She never goes very far
The guitar remains close, irrespective of my activities
She stays around no matter what I am doing
It stands by me regardless of what I am engaged in
She is there for me
Reiteration of the guitar's constant support
I know that she don't know the words
Acknowledgment that the guitar doesn't understand words
I don't care, I kinda like it
This lack of understanding is acceptable and even appreciated
Less the talking, a little more the melody
Emphasis on the importance of melody over words
She reaches out without a touch
The guitar connects without physical contact
She knows that whatever I love
It understands my experiences with love
Ends up broken in the past and out the door
Recognition that love often leads to heartbreak and loss
I have broken her before, I let her fall onto the floor
Admission of causing harm to the guitar in the past
I call it character and I love her more
Acceptance of imperfections as part of the guitar's charm
When she sings to me
The guitar's singing is emphasized
She sings to me
Repetition of the guitar's significance as a singer
She sings to me
Continued emphasis on the guitar's singing
She sings to me
Final reaffirmation of the guitar's singing
She sings to me
Confirmation that the guitar continues to sing to the speaker
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