Speechless Rythym
The saxophone blows in my ear drum
The old musicians soul ebbs and flows outside the door
Shades and smoke fill the dark room
A stool occupied by the latest jazz uprise
An acoustic strumming out blues rhythms
Contained to Louisiana no longer
Spread past borders with radio waves and records
Conveying feelings of an artist language not understood
Keys of a piano the keys to different lives
Silent words presented between notes
Speechless rhythm international
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