WRITE ME A MELODY

piano

Sing me a song.

Write me a melody

Of times gone by

And moments lost in time.

Stroke the keys.

Massage the ivories.

Raise your voice high

Until I hear your words.

Words of hope and loss.

Sing them loud and clear.

Stories of faraway​ places

And times that are long gone.

I close my eyes.

I can still hear your words.

I can see your fingers

Stroking the black and white.

Your words have taken flight.

They reverberate through time.

They have left your lips

To land on mine.

A sweet melody

To soothe my advancing years.

A pretty song

​To wipe away my empty tears.

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SING ME A SONG

SING ME A SONG

Sing me a song.

Write me a melody.

Of times gone by

And moments lost in time.

 

Stroke the keys.

Massage the ivories.

Raise your voice high

Until all can hear your words.

 

Words of hope and loss.

Sing them loud and clear.

Stories of far away places

And times long gone.

 

I close my eyes.

I can still hear your words.

I can see your fingers

Stroking the keys so softly.

 

The words have taken flight.

They reverberate through time.

They have left your lips

To land in my heart.

 

A sweet melody

To soothe my advancing years.

A pretty song

To fill my empty heart.

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SING ME A SONG

 
 
SING ME A SONG
 
Sing me a song.
Write me a melody.
Of times gone by
And moments lost in time.
 
Stroke the keys.
Massage the ivories.
Raise your voice high
Until all can hear your words.
 
Words of hope and loss.
Sing them loud and clear.
Stories of far away places
And times long gone.
 
I close my eyes.
I can still hear your words.
I can see your fingers
Stroking the keys so softly.
 
The words have taken flight.
They reverberate through time.
They have left your lips
To land in my heart.
 
A sweet melody
To soothe my advancing years.
A pretty song
To fill my empty heart.

PLAY THE MUSIC

PLAY THE MUSIC

Play the music.

Play as fast as you can.

Pound on the keys.

Dance with the violin.

Beat on the drums.

Keep dancing.

Keep playing.

Faster and faster.

Before it’s too late.

Before death comes.

Knocking at your door.

It will come tonight.

It will wait for quiet.

So keep playing.

Keep dancing.

Until the sun rises.

And the night is gone.

And so is death.

PLAY THE MUSIC

PLAY THE MUSIC

Play the piano.

My sweet dear.

Play the keys.

Pound on the black and whites.

Allow the music to float free.

Free from this dark chamber.

From this evil house.

Where ghosts lurk.

Where spirits wait for revenge.

Bring in the light.

Bring in the music.

Let us be free at last.

COME PLAY ME

The house sits empty.

Deserted for years.

Dust its sole visitor.

The grand piano waits for a voice.

Someone to play its keys.

One last song before

it’s too late.

Before its beauty is lost.

Before it joins the dust.

Come play me.