by Sophi De Rossett

Created on: April 22, 2009

When you play it's always sunshine or sunset;

never dark and never blank.

You can weed out my worries

with the wonder that takes hold.

Each chord, each note-

such detail in its own.

I can stare at you in outstanding awe

or I cannot look at you at all

but boy, you'll never know what I feel

and I believe you never will.

When the music breaks

or when you flop

it's framed in bold reality

but it's still all orange and pinks in my mind

if only you could see

what you do to me

when you play...

Oh, the lovely view

of piano skies.

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