[Well...] Anyone could play it I guess, but it would just be a song for them.
[And settling himself again where he was, legs dangling.]
But the score's not something anyone but a few people can read it seems. [Smiling softly, though. Nostalgically almost and looking down.] So nobody really knows it.
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[And settling himself again where he was, legs dangling.]
But the score's not something anyone but a few people can read it seems. [Smiling softly, though. Nostalgically almost and looking down.] So nobody really knows it.