Ankayedski - Modern Chess Strategies Lyrics

I have found some solace in being my age for now
I still can't play that harmonica you stole from the lost and found
What a day
What a day
What a day
What a day
I wish I were a kinder person then
Your hands felt it all
I see remnants of you sometimes
You changed the way I talk
I said
Oh friend of mine
Teach me how to feel and read in braille so I
Can close my eyes and cry your name in silence when you die
It's been a while but I'm sure I've never held someone this way
And my ankles don't feel the same
They don't hurt anymore
What a day
What a day
What a day
What a day
You know myself as well as I do
So I'll give you
My touch in a glass bottle
My translucent forget-me-not
Oh friend of mine
Teach me how to feel and read in braille so I
Can close my eyes and cry your name in silence when you die
When you die
When you die
When you die
Oh friend of mine
Teach me how to feel and read in braille so I
Can close my eyes and cry your name in silence when you die
I have found some solace in being my age for now
I still can't play that harmonica you stole from the lost and found