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Piano
Room full of candles casting shadows on the French doors in a gust of wind they swing open and the leaves blow in the dead of the night the Piano ... plays our song all by its self Almost scared to death I try to go but I'm paralyzed there not believing what my ears are hearing. It's been a year since I lost you but tonight the ghost of you is here I know 'cuz the Piano ain't been played since they put you in your grave...well Lightning flashes and as I relight the candles there you are right before my eyes As if you had never died you ask me for this dance looking into my eyes saying God I've missed you but death can't kill what never dies...I put my head on your shoulder holding you tighter like trying to hold on to this moment forever but eventually you slip from my fingers and disappear in a flash of lightning outside the rain I ponder the notion of going insane but the Piano begins to play all by its ‘self again and I know the ghost of you was as real as the scent of you still on my skin and in the shadow of candlelight I dance to the Piano until morning light in the movement of Kiev!
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