Some people hear sound…
Some hear truth.
I played it low,
Didn’t explain a thing.
Just let the night
Lean in.
You didn’t ask me to listen,
You just stayed true.
That’s how the blues talks,
When it’s real to you.
I left space between the notes,
That’s where I heard your pain.
Some feelings don’t need words,
They already remain.
You didn’t play louder…
You played honest.
