NoCD

I need a drink

The fire inside me can get kinda hard to find

Because I looked directly at it and it disappeared in the sunrise

It was a song I was playing in a dream

But it was gone in the morning

And nothing was left behind but the memory

Of something about a plum tree

No waking trace of the melody

No way to drag it back out of me

There's no cd where I play guitar and sing

There's no such thing, there's no such thing