"The Piano Knows Something I Don't Know"
Chords played on the ebony and ivory,
A tale spoken into my ears.
Each word has it's own melody,
Each note has it's own story.
Two destined keys tell the tale of two destined people,
Struck together by the soundtrack to their lives.
Life was as perfect as a scale was smooth,
Before the majors turned into minors.
I can almost read the music like a book,
But how does it end?
I can almost hear the words like a song,
But What do they sound like?













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I can almost read the music like a book,
But how does it end?
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But when the weather changed,
Like fine print, you were hard to read.
Blindfolded, eyes wide open,
Staring through me
Thanks so much!
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I've Been Here Before A Few Times, And I'm Quite Aware We're Dying.
And Your Hands, They Shake With Goodbyes, And I'll Take You Back If You'll Have Me.
Blink 182 - Always
Icon drawn by ~PunkChicQueen
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It's always times like these, when I think of you, and I wonder if you ever think of me, 'cos everything's so wrong and I don't belong living in your precious memories
Just kidding lol
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I've Been Here Before A Few Times, And I'm Quite Aware We're Dying.
And Your Hands, They Shake With Goodbyes, And I'll Take You Back If You'll Have Me.
Blink 182 - Always
Icon drawn by ~PunkChicQueen
Random moment...
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It's always times like these, when I think of you, and I wonder if you ever think of me, 'cos everything's so wrong and I don't belong living in your precious memories
--
I've Been Here Before A Few Times, And I'm Quite Aware We're Dying.
And Your Hands, They Shake With Goodbyes, And I'll Take You Back If You'll Have Me.
Blink 182 - Always
Icon drawn by ~PunkChicQueen
--
It's always times like these, when I think of you, and I wonder if you ever think of me, 'cos everything's so wrong and I don't belong living in your precious memories
--
I've Been Here Before A Few Times, And I'm Quite Aware We're Dying.
And Your Hands, They Shake With Goodbyes, And I'll Take You Back If You'll Have Me.
Blink 182 - Always
Icon drawn by ~PunkChicQueen
--
It's always times like these, when I think of you, and I wonder if you ever think of me, 'cos everything's so wrong and I don't belong living in your precious memories
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