The Piano Played That Day
The piano played that day;
it played the day away,
and the clouds rolled in,
upon the waves
of sheet music
grim and grey,
playing away
sour notes
that failed
because a promise
that was made
has now
decayed
The piano played that day;
it played the day away,
and the clouds rolled in,
upon the waves
of sheet music
grim and grey,
playing away
sour notes
that failed
because a promise
that was made
has now
decayed
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