The Silent Piano Player

Oh the battle of the red bell...

It is the color of my heart

I cannot sleep

Unless the candle is lighted

Behold the insecurities of a slighted introvert

Holding dead flowers

And batty eyes

Oh desperate dan has his way with me

Speaking words I can hear through my heart

Such gorgeous music shakes the bears,

The bears in a paper forest;

Truelove speaks to a forest of failures

The war is a lovely scene!

I have created my battles to be seen

For war is battle, and battle is war!

He is so beautiful

When he is genuinely silent

For silent is the war that begins to battle

And he touches me

With his eager heart

There's no need for naughty thoughts in this place

And he plays the keys

With his eager fingers

Can you hear me sing soprano?

For only love's call is so insecure

I can feel my body burst

Like a million statues...

Oh desperate dan, oh desperate love!

Can you sing a thousand seas across the shore?

For my silence is your silence

And your silence is mine

Such romantic leisure

Falls upon my hairs,

And what about the bears?

As they battle romantically on their own

This paper forest grows bright,

Oh say you'll play for me forever

And your kiss bleeds turmoil

Between the pages,

The pages of my heart

That writes many tunes

And I deeply respect your piano

The piano that you play,

For you play it so softly with your tears.