It's hard to put your trust in people
As you wait for them to turn away,
That constant inkling in the back of your mind,
That tells you they'll leave you today.

You surround yourself with 'people you trust'
And try and try to fit in
But that hint of paranoia, the belief nothing can go right
It stays with you forever, in the dark and in the night

Soft ivory,
Smooth under my hands.
Emotion displayed through sound,
Through song.
The unforgettable feeling of peace,
Tranquillity.
Letting go, with closed eyes and an open mind
Storms and sunshine can be created
Opposites with the same maker,
Not the person in control,
But the ivory beneath,
Those dainty, nimble fingers.
That only follow music on a sheet.

The collection of water,
Drip, drip, dripping rain
In a leaky, creaking house.
The droplets patter against pans,
Like clockwork, a metronome of weather.

Minutes turn to hours, the single beat,
Now a symphony.
Drip, drip, drip
Slowly stops as night fades to day
In a leaky, creaking house.

Terror in the darkness,
Snakes wind their way across walls.
There's a spotlight, slowly closing in.
A child stood as the light grows scarce
That little beam of light, of hers,
It will slowly fade away
And those snakes that wind across the walls,
Slowly steal the light away