The love on hold
The music in the mind
The strumming of the heavy loads
It isn't flowing in easy glow
Blame it on Rocking Rona
Everyone is afraid to get a mark
It will not give us a confidence boost
It brings us down to roast
The distance of embrace
Like the guitar strings on the neck
Arranged in equal distance
So it doesn't sound bad
The hungry in the mind
It mustn't go in a hurry
Rocking Rona is forever waiting
The clueless ones will be caged in
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