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[Verse]
In a room where shadows dance their part,
I hide away, nursing a heavy heart,
Whispers heard from old strings' prayer,
Bruises fade, but the sting is there
[Verse 2]
On oud strings, tales of woe are spun,
Drums tap lightly, like the rising sun,
Every note, a self-imposed scorn,
Etched in silence, in the early morn
[Chorus]
Why do I hurt when the night is long?
Find solace in a sorrow's song,
In a Jazz beat and oud's sad grace,
Every strike brings a lover's embrace
[Verse 3]
Echoes of sins I've yet to forgive,
Each lash and chord remind me I live,
Yet, in this dark, there's a bright relief,
Pain and rhythm, a peculiar belief
[Bridge]
Jazz drum whispers secrets untold,
Oud reveals pain, both young and old,
In this dance of love and lament,
I find a peace that's heaven-bent
[Verse 4]
Wounds ain't wounds in the night so sweet,
Heart's lullaby in a Jazz drum beat,
An oud's sigh with a tear-stained ruse,
Finding myself in the self I bruise