Coffee And Rum
"Day dum. Da da. Dum day dum" You sing to me. With the piano riff echoing behind. Through the rainy window, see. Still too young to fail And to scared to say "I love you". When should I call you...
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"Day dum. Da da. Dum day dum" You sing to me. With the piano riff echoing behind. Through the rainy window, see. Still too young to fail And to scared to say "I love you". When should I call you...
Il y a de l'eau partout autour de moi, elle s'insinue par tous les interstice. Les souvenir remontent jusqu'à moi toi et seulement toi, nos rires résonnent dans mon crâne.
Music has the power, To wash your pain away. Pretending nothing happened, Enchanting; some may say. Listening is just fine, But playing, I find, is better.
The rain is drumming on my roof. I try to make out some rhythm. As I always do. Some are angry. The other soothe them. I listen for a while. I get up and play a song. Chopin's.
She spins beauty from her sorrow, Works her fingers to the bone, Pressing down on ebony And ivory, just so. Sonatas for the midnight sun So brooding, restless, dark.