"let's see if you can spot this one" he says
and then the riff hits my ears with memories of good old
the slow shuffle groove is like a rom-com movie, when
he plays
teases the beat and slows down the second time before
the whole band joins his grace.
The whole rhythm sets a jazz feel
then out of nowhere Clapton unveils
a solo sweet as honey that every flower conceals
staccato notes makes it delicious , I consume it
everyday as a meal.
then he says his first words to layla or maybe just to
her solitary mind.
my eyes closed , I see my girl running away trying to
from me , it breaks me , but makes me smile
when he says "its just your foolish pride."
oh! slowhand stop making fun of my love life.
oh! jeez its so close to me, that I feel I have written it
as the lyrics eats my sickness a little bit.
And then the clouds clash as the riff pours the chorus
the melody of the piano flows like a river through the
hmm.. I taste sugar in my headphones
when the angels start to sing along..
he breathes the words as they fly in my head , then like
a bursting volcano
comes out his mellow
he makes her dance on her lap
I'm talking about his guitar , the tool of his craft
he makes her scream ,
makes her cry as in cream
fast moving fingers hold that one note to ring
then I hold my muscles tight when like a phoenix she
again teasing and playing with the beat.
oh! Clapton you are blessed by some Goddess of
written for Shai Machale's explain the beat competition..
Written by manisha (cyanide kid)
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