broken piano (demo)

as i walked out one morning fair

i found myself drawn thoughtlessly

back to the place we used to live

and you still do

now without me. around the back

away from the road

behind the bins

beneath your window

i found the hulk

the rusting bulk

of a shattered old piano. someone had torn out some of the keys

with cruel care

not thoughtlessly

in such a way that one could only play

minor melodies. so i sat down in my sadness

beneath your window

and i played sad songs on the minor keys of a broken piano;

a sinner amongst saved men on the banks of the muddy thames. as i have wandered through this city

like a child lost in the london fog

from highgate hill

down to the river

then washed downstream past the isle of dogs

i've had time enough to think upon

the question of what kind of songs

that you would choose to listen to

now that i am gone. and as i float beneath that bridge

just down the road from where you live

i've often thought i might have caught

your voice upon the wind. but as i stroked those broken keys

you did not join in harmony. so i sat down in my sadness

beneath your window

and i played sad songs on the minor keys of a broken piano;

a sinner amongst saved men on the banks of the muddy thames. on the banks of the muddy thames. on the banks of the muddy thames.