Someone’s playing blues tonight

Someone's playing blues tonight Down the hall. Soft and low. Not for money, Not for show. Just so the night don't Feel alone. A glass set down, Nothing more. That kind of sound you don't explain. Like a thought that stays with Pain. Like a thought that stays with Pain. He don't sing about heaven or hell. He don't ask if I'm doing well. Just hums a tune The long way through. Like life taught him What to do. Someone's playing blues Tonight. Not too wrong. Not too right. Just enough to get him by Till the morning Learns to rise. I've been there too. I know that sound. When words won't come, But truth is found. You don't fix it. You don't run. You play it slow Till the hurt is done. Blues ain't crying, blues ain't brave. It's just a man Learning How to stay. Someone's playing blues tonight. Maybe him, Maybe I. No one listening. No, no one saved. Just another song That helps us stay. If you hear it, don't ask why. Let it play. Let it lie. Some songs don't wanna end or Prove. They just breathe like weary Blues.