When you burn your candle at both ends,
That is something that neither you or I can mend.
So the piano speaks to the universe and universe soul,
Written statements in bold.
Rehearsed font and expressions,
Without a single lesson.
Enhancing construction sight.
The concept of crafting the perfect night,
Dedicated to the truth.
An artifact as ancient as a telephone booth.
In the mist of ivory and ebony keys,
An apology through simplified melodies.
Caught in Novembers' spell,
Mentality is currently spinning on a carousel.
Lines of confusion
Thoughts of pointless temptation
The meaning behind the "White Dress"
Is the result of momentary stress.....
