Slam It Out

In your very own prison

You got your story under your fingertips

One, and two,

And three, and four

You got the story flowing

Thus the steady ache

And one two three

Four, slam the notes

One two three

Four, bash the keys

Pedal down, three four, slam

Fingers unleashed, for they shall soar,

Twirl,

And paint

Your story out loud

One two, blacks,

Jump

Three four, whites.

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Invisible tears, you use ‘em

Since you ran out of visible ones

One two, broken notes

Three four, random bash

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Got the room basked in screaming grief

Slow, wide, it spreads

Drag your soul out

Along with the beats it rages

Slay the cage

Unchain the story

Got the air mourning for you

It howls and yowls and wails

Got the moonlight dimming

Till shades of dark

Eat out the rest of the dim light

Four more lifeless notes

Three beats, and one two three

Two nods, and one two

Smash the keys, bind the music

Slam out the story, and three four

Jump, slam

Jump again, and

Slam

Spread the sad melodies

Far and loud,

Happy ones will know the beauty, whilst sad ones

Will feel the beauty, for

It’s an art of telling a story

And arts are beautiful.