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I remember the day I gave up Mozart
Feeling mothers fire
I played her tears that left an indelible stain
Her mind blind to new ideas
It was a time when the needle
Pulled me into each groove of every record
I could feel the tingle down to my toes
Nerve endings exposed to the heat
Inside every note
Desperately wanting to know its root
The cause and effect of something so intense
That was the day I heard Miles Davis play
And I went rogue
