The Piano Man

Wether to reflect his emotions Or to express his inner thoughts The Piano Man waits To compose for the right cause He does not wish to be famous He does not wish to be known He does not wish for all his talent to be shown He doesnt care if hes poor He doesnt care if hes rich He does not care to not be remembered when dead in a ditch Him and his Piano is all hes ever known No father or Mother Nor a brother, neither a sister Not a single freind Apart from his piano He can be joyfull in his tunes and happily play Leading his deap deppresion astray But there are times when it chooses to linger more And irritate a wound already so sore And his music becomes tears, cries evermore He doesnt know if he can take this pain anymore A deceased mother and a drunken father who did not care An orphan from birth can be quite a nasty scare to uncover He was different and unique His soul was pure And through all the darkes times he can endure His best freind since he was a young man Has always been there and centuries it will stand And centuries it will care To the townfolk, hes a lunatic that lives in a can To the children who sit and listen to his story He is The Amazing Piano Man.