Here I am, quietly crumbling
Looking at my piano, silently humming
A cold-lyrical amnesia, A Melancholic Melody
To bathe myself in the sound of agony

As I stroke each note, I feel like a bliss
Like waltzing in the starlight, my mind is at ease
It soothes my very soul, fixing each fiber
But a once broken heart, this scar can never be altered

A "B" flat of happiness
A "C" sharp of sadness
Oh! what cynical note!
From which my scars have wrote

But pains me to hear, that you are sincere
You were laughing as you disappear
And I lay down crying, year after year
Writing in frets, on a lyrical sphere

Oh! Goddess of Melancholy, Please make me forget
All the sheets that I made, is full of regret
Tear up my work, Burn down my world
This orchestral chaos, I cannot uphold

So here I am again, quietly crumbling
Looking at my piano, silently humming