I'm hung up over her again
Of course it's no surprise because I was attached to her for so long
It was unhealthy
(For us both)
She was my drug and I was her poison
Each sapping the life out of each other
Ha, all we wanted was happiness.
Anyway, so I've got a
Her Hangover
And I was just thinking
Going on that weird mental journey in my mind
(Where you start thinking of cartoons and finish wondering how much your pen would way on Mars)
And I was thinking of music theory
(And to make things worse I should note that it's that time again for me folks, so this Her Hangover is 10x worse)
Well I was thinking of music theory and then about the orchestra and then the use of instruments to create effect in a piece of music and then I had a quick think about the flute
What started as a quick think became a long haul flight around the world and back
She plays the flute,
Now the flute is one of two things:
1) A solo instrument
2) An orchestral accompaniment
Now what started off originally as a solo instrument grew to become part of the orchestra, it's the evolution of music
The flute still occasionally plays solos, but it's no concertino
I think She needs to learn that
I think She needs to learn that sometimes it's better to work as a group
But also that dear,
The ripieno needs you
