Just changed the pronouns in Copper's bit. Also, this is intended to be a verse and a chorus, not two verses.
If you were a guitar strumming from my radio
Would your harmony remind me of my distant home?
If I tried to sing along, would it be in vain
Or would it bring some sunshine to this black hole?
I'm taking a trip to heaven tomorrow
Visiting old friends that I once knew
Don't worry about me, don't think about sorrow
Just know I went while singing to you
Uh...that was me.
Added the second verse following Alpaca's chorus. I tried to hold to the imagery and feel of the first verse.
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If you were a guitar strumming from my radio
Would your harmony remind me of my distant home?
If I tried to sing along, would it be in vain
Or would it bring some sunshine to this black hole?
I'm taking a trip to heaven tomorrow
Visiting old friends that I once knew
Don't worry about me, don't think about sorrow
Just know I went while singing to you
And if you were a mandolin with light and lilting tones,
would your melody lift my spirit with the voice I used to know?
If I tried to play along, could I find her again,
and replay every line this time, but skip the final notes?
Thanks,
-- Scratch
-- Scratch 8)
"...if heartaches were commercials, we'd all be on TV" -- John Prine
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