Jamming

I sit alone, save my guitar
The darkness sets the world afar
I have my music and my herb
Here I can play undisturbed
I get lost in my music fantasy
I'm know longer a part of cold reality
The chords sound... echo in my head
Memories of where my fingers have led
I'm a long way off, in a land unknown
There's nothing like playing your guitar while you're stoned

Phil Oslund 1983