You're a fine harmony,
With a firm principle,
You chose to make your own sound,
Make your own rhythm,

Almost a snob,
And a philosophical hum,
That I loved to hear,

You're so pleasing to listen to,
Even your every lyric were mean,
Painful and sad it were,
Still, I'd love to replay it 'til,

I bleed with the cuts you caused,
Cry with the melancholy you brought,
Still, I encourage you to strum more,

Because I'd love listening to your harmonious noise,
That has a vintage vibes and voice,
That always caught me stunned,
And astounded as your harmony crept,
Deepest into me.