I can understand someone not liking the voice or the songs.
There are some mornings when the sky looks like a road.
And a thimble's worth of milky moon Can touch hearts larger than a thimble.
I can't play my songs on the smaller harp. I have a Celtic harp. I can't do the key changes.
What a woman does is open doors. And it is not a question of locking or unlocking.
The way that words fit together is always interesting to me. I love words.