Note after note pass through me
The old piano still carrying it's fine tune
That ever longing, ever calling melody
It's echoing reflect the heart, as the sun the moon
From soft and silent like a soft wind
To maddening, and roaring as a hurricane
The pianists hands moving with no end
Playing not for money, nor fame
Just to release this churning demon within
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I'll give you everything
Just to have you all to myself
Nothing simple about a thing
More than you can shelf
Nothing in our way
Hand in hand, walking head long into the next day
Love is our sword, and shield
With it we may never yield
Never falter
Never stand to plead to a empty alter
We have each other
Something that no amount of daily stress and cover
The rulers, and kings of all nations may try
With our love, we have wings to fly
To leave them all below
To move within our own flow
Hand in hand my love
Join me in the sky above
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