Creation

I put three chords together, and behold, I called it good

But my music, he was lonely, and at once I understood

For my music lacked a lover, a poem whose embrace

Would make everything seem whole

Hand-in-hand, words-in-chords, and face-to-face

It's not good that you're alone

I won't leave you all alone

Even when I made a change and played my chords a different way

I could tell that wouldn't cut it, wanted words, something to say

Even when I made a change and turned my three chords into four

Right away that only made the longing deeper than before