on the last key of my piano
i drank the last drop of ink
a medley of danse macabre
is all i hear
i moved further
farther
away from the shore
where the piano kept playing
the boat i rode
toward your heart and hand
and i was in confusion
i was lost.
Nov 11, 2018
Nov 11, 2018 at 9:58 PM UTC
on the last key of my piano
i drank the last drop of ink
a medley of danse macabre
is all i hear
i moved further
farther
away from the shore
where the piano kept playing
the boat i rode
toward your heart and hand
and i was in confusion
i was lost.
