Blood drips gently from my piano
From the keys that used to be - white
These stains won’t go away
This pain does not pass day by day
I am joining with my shade
As my eyes fade
Blood drips gently from my piano
My notes seem to lose their own - will
I am lost in a cage
I’m locked away for my own sake
And then drowning in a sea
That I had be…
But I live, I
I live, I
Blood runs slowly from me forever
It will not stay inside of - me
My love is now my pain
I cannot wash away the stain
Of my unconditional
Love for my all
Blood runs slowly from me forever
It is mine to give to all - time
It does not disappear
So I shall never live in fear
Even when I cannot see
My heart is free
And I live, I
I live, I
Do not sell me! I don't live
Do you not remember?
I said I live when I breathe!
Do not trust me! I am done
I am mine together
See me here alone in my mind...
But I live, I
I live, I
Live...
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A song written on the line "Blood drips gently from my piano"
Nothing more, nothing less...
Written April 13th, 2005
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Awesomeness. Normally, I wouldn't read other people's lyrics, but this is spectacular. Now....perhaps I will go re-write it in your contest.
Aubrey
Edited on Nov 08, 6:07 because 'grrrr'. -
I already have music for it, and an idea of what I want with it, but if you can send me your idea, I'd like to hear that as well. It would be interesting to hear what someone else would make these lyrics sound like.
Love, MJ -
Beautiful
This is thrilling... I can almost hear the music in my head. It's soft and sweet yet gut wrenchingly beautiful. I hope to be putting together a band soon... perhaps I could make a clip of what I hear in my mind for you? I promise not to use it if you say no! -
nice, nice, nice, bravo!!
wow this is awesome, i love it normally i steer clear of lyrics cause some people think they have something they dont, but this is...wow thats all i can describe it with is a wow!! nice nice nice
bravo!!
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excellent. it feels rather cold, like it's from a distance. you know, like when you accidentally cut your hand or something and you're just watching the blood drip, thoughtfully, not really feeling anything, not really thinking anything, just aware that your hand is cut. it's a rather strange feeling when that happens because you're not really feeling. that's the sort of sensation i got from this. a sort of other person-ness. it's kinda hard to describe.. but anyway, it fits
that's all i need to say. 
lol. good work, my friend. keep writing
-m-
i, like night hope, would like to hear the music to this as well i think it'd be kinda cool with music. very interesting
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Although I try to steer clear of 'dark' writes, I do have a few of my own...I try to always leave a Light on...However, in spite of my personal feelings about 'dark' writing...this is very good, Mj...I'd like to hear it to the actual music...the intent of the piece is pure, the flow is a River's current, rushing over the rocks...your word choice is simplistic & right...well done, Poet!!!
Wanda
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Thank you
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wow this is acutally in the bidding of my contest go you...
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