How black is the heart?
How black can it be?
How black is the sky?
How black is the sea?
How black is the bullet?
That enters the brain
How black is the bomb?
That blows up a train
How black is the knife?
How black is the gun?
How black is the moon?
How black is the sun?
How black the eclipse?
That falls on the land
How black is the night?
That you don’t understand
Here is an MP3 Sibelius audio of the song
Here is a PDF of the song for desktop
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Your tune is very melancholy and fits the words.
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Thank you for commenting, I was thinking of jazz club blues patterns of nearly a hundred years ago now. Thank’s again.
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I love the words and the tune🎶🎶🎶
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Thankyou
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