A smokey dive where dimly lit a score of broken hearted sit joined in song in chorus with a painful voice to voiceless hits Loving, losing, leaving strains or songs to mommas, trucks or trains the DJ hurts with each refrain ensconced in Karaoke pain Too many beers and cigarettes, Hearts brimming with the blues Lives well lived not long but hard, whose dreams not sweet came true From corner seat she reaches out and penetrates the scene drawing looks back to her booth, how remarkable had it been That woman's crying in the bar, God knows she's been abused Her voice as painful as it sounds and bleating out of tune Cloistered small and shoulders hunched, battle worn and scarred The painful voice and friend who sing are sharing with the bar One note or phrase or whose to say what captures distant thought But when the moment seizes her she gives it all she's got No word is heard, no melody, musicality's away barking recognition with her memory all a haze No one laughs at painful voice they've heard her song before She's earned the right to sing that tune and keep coming back for more In smokey bar the crowd goes by, each night they start anew The painful voice that sings todayreturns in time for you
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