Praise Be

de Hooverphonic

You are my autoharp
I push every button on your body
I push the a minor, the e flat, the f major
and especially the c sharp 7
You are my autoharp
I play every string in your mind
and even when I play them very loud
they keep in tune
but how will they sound soon
You are my autoharp
I bought you in a pawnshop in virginia
you were cheap but in good condition
longing for someone to take you on an exotic trip
You are my autoharp
I carried you all over the world
in my hard case called the heart
you're the reason for my blood to keep running
through my veins every album again

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