The Old Piano
by , August 2nd, 2012 at 11:00 AM (184 Views)
The old piano
with the loose h-key
Stands looming in the corner
Like everything's still glee
But sometimes i find things that are still around
A t-shirt with the smell
A picture witht the front side down
Everyday is a wounded animal that drags along
Until its only me and the news-anchor
And goodnight is his only song
I could have been somewhere else
But every place is the same
A room without walls
A town where you never came
I could have been your clothes
I could have been where you go
I could have been your clothes
And the wind in your hair
And I can see you looking at me
from a picture on the wall
And I can hear your voice
say; leave a message, if I call
On a piano that should have been attuned
I play a song tonight
that ive long since marooned
I could have been your clothes
I could have been where you go
I could have been your clothes
And the wind in your hair





