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I watched this man last night. Putting on a show. He was so sad. Alone in his head, singing beautifully. Pondering if he should play how he felt, or split himself in two and play what the people wanted. Go mad on stage. Temptation of madness. Lyrics that would make you proud livejournal.
Guitar player's hands. Rough and agile.
It made me understand the loneliness of creative minds.
Spring is right around the corner, Nathan Moore.
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Guitar player's hands. Rough and agile.
It made me understand the loneliness of creative minds.
Spring is right around the corner, Nathan Moore.
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