Make a whole new religion

I remember many years ago, all I wanted to do was to master how to play Shawn Colvin's Sunny Came Home.
Unfortunately, I still can't play the song.

But when I was listening to the song today, it occurred to me that I should have wanted to learn how to play the notes, then the chords, before talking about playing the song.

I guess I was wrong that summer day. And guess that's why everything burnt into ashes in the end.
And I guess this is why I cannot tear myself from you.
Because I've learnt you note to note, chord to chord.
All the blood and tears.

Somehow, I feel that I'm home when I'm with you.

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