My Levi My Blues

My Levi, my blues…

Where did you hide your heart?

Why are you out there in the cold?

You are so young with talents untold.

Strings resounding memories sing.

My heart saddened no more be told.

Guitars, tattoos, Bob Marley you sung.

But why are you running from your greatness my son…?

Je t’aime my Levi my blues…

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