Just had a right good guitar session, man
It seems easier to jam at high speed now
Thanks to regular practice. Now my hand
Zooms hither and thither, nearly allows
The speed of thought which is my aim, my vow
And not just chords but melodies, bass lines
And lead licks, all at lightning pace, but how
Different, easy it is in the confines
Of my living room, not like when there's times
Of stress, on stage, faces and lights, all's on
Edge, on show, strings rebel, hands won't allow
Normal action or accuracy, signs
I shouldn't be there, I must fast return
Homewards to practice, like I just did now
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