Watch the notes jump off the page
Watch the music fill the air
His hands on the keys
Composing with ease
Playing the song with such care
Not breaking to sleep a wink
Playing a sad melody
His fingers so long
The notes of the song
Showing what he wants to be
The feeling of ivory
As his fingers touch the keys
Filled with such sadness
Strung out by madness
Lost in his mind, like a sea
Papers scattered, spread about
Banging his fists on the keys
This man of music
Has become quite sick
Hiding what he wants to be
