in delicate light that the dust sifts through,
piano keys dared to move
one by one in ghostly tunes
in a long forgotten and empty room.

an empty room.

a dead empty room that I peered into
and lost my breath just as soon,
stared ‘til sun became the moon,
and as I stood longer, enchantment grew.

my enchantment grew.

my enchantment grew and I walked up to
the magical ivory that made me swoon
made me weep and bid adieu
to the physical world I felt untrue.

I felt it was untrue.

it was untrue, world I thought I knew-
ugly, next to this new view,
so to music, I withdrew,
toward golden, shimmering, and brand new.

something so brand new.

so brand new that I knew not what to do-
it was lonely without you
and white keys were painted blue,
so I parted the blue with my canoe.

my own canoe.

my own canoe led me right back to you-
as I paddled in that stew,
everything thing I thought I knew
became the bits and pieces crashing through.