Here's song in C. I play piano, it's my key. If I was my guitar, I'd be in G, the chances are.
Here is another in C. With my protagonist - me. Of my little world I'll & show. I'll sing it so you'll know.
people in it break my heart, Then my little can fall apart. And there's not a I can do, Except to in C to you.
There to be a family. Brother, sisters, father, and me. We were in a little home. We were fending off the unknown.
But the unknown it got inside. And had been whole, it did divide. In the end had to leave. he did the mother had to grieve.
That's the time real troubles start. It's when a world can apart. And not a thing I can do, to sing in C to you.
I up and had a family. And it broke so easily. All that started thirty ago. Why it's never I don't know.
I could blame on the unknown Or as a kid I was told and shown. But I myself and I blame her. The cruel & foolish that were
And the children we had are grown They're out fending off their unknown And I've noticed they are a bit like me With a to sing in C
So by now is to hear and know. I play a lot of piano But sometimes a has to sit to sing about the heavy shit
And the unknowns a hurricane howling winds, & floods, & driving rain. You might make it through but you know If right it there's a tornado.
And if didn't break apart I suppose they need for art But you and I know do So I in C to you