I tower over the mahogany
frame, left arm draped
across a cool shoulder, thumb cocked to pound out
trigger notes, Head bowed, I strum with an open hand too numb to feel the difference, Sometimes, I wish my woman was wood.

Top tags  indie, rock, indie rock, alternative, pop

Top genre tags  tag:soul & tag:r&b & artist:780, artist:1589 & artist:3089 & artist:608

Member since  Dec 2011

Playlists by moklatch