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Major 7

from Happenstance by Sophie Rae

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Tuesday bluesday
Myriad shades of down
One last cigarette glass half full with regret
In the absence of sound

She still hangs on your tongue
Like the wine you drank last night all alone
If you don’t recall there’s that stain on the wall
Of your home

And when your fingers still grip a minor key
Your strings pull low tides
Sing shaky melancholy harmonies
Oh can it be
That you let yourself believe
That within you a void to be filled
By just one complementary piece
If you don’t you should know
That one shouldn’t fill you but make you overflow
And their melodies fell from grace long ago
It’s high time that your tongue met the page
To compose your own
Major 7, the sound of contented unknown

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from Happenstance, released March 1, 2015

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Sophie Rae Chicago, Illinois

I play all the strings and other things: from Colorado to Chicago, all around and in between.
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