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Not My Voice — only mine
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A slow blues about the morning voice — rough for years, and one day simply clear. The refrain is ours: it’s the voice that’s here at all.
The lyric
[verse]
The first thing in the morning used to come out rough and low
A voice that someone else had used the night before, you know
I clear it once, I clear it twice, and then it's only mine
It isn't pretty, but it's clear, and it's the whole design
[chorus]
Not my voice, not any more
The morning one, the one that's sure
It's quiet, it's thin, it's honest, it's small
But it's the voice that's here at all
[verse]
I don't sing better, I just sing without the smoke
The words come out the way they came, and not a single one is broke
[bridge]
It's the same throat, the same street, the same name
Only the morning sounds a little less the same
[chorus]
Not my voice, not any more
The morning one, the one that's sure
It's quiet, it's thin, it's honest, it's small
But it's the voice that's here at all
[outro]
Not my voice
only mine
Idea and text: Pero · Music: AI-generated · Voice: synthetic
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