I've been pressing The sustain pedal To let the sound of us Stay longer.
I didn't take note That no matter how long I held on to the right keys, Or how perfect I read The entire score, Or how hard I stepped On that pedal,
No sound emerged. The piano wasn't just broken: You weren't playing anymore.
No pianist would break their beloved instrument. Perhaps it was just a misunderstanding between the pianists. I portray a relationship (genetic, friendship, love) here as the instrument. The sound I explained is how a duet on the piano is.