OLD PIANO copyright Ronan Hanna2007 Look out through the window, Make an assessment The results are in, From an unsound investment Will you find the path To weather the storm Or will you find that the path, Is covered in thorns
Chorus They're calling time At the "Last Chance Saloon" And there's a deafening bang From a bursting balloon Now the tables are cleared It's just an empty room But that old piano just stays in tune
It's only a heavy burden If you give it substance Every maze has an exit as well as an entrance Can you hear the sweet sound from the liberty bell And that old piano just plays so well
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Now they've raised the shutters At the Last Chance Saloon, And every table is taken, there's no room And there's a deafing silence As everyone listens, and that old piano just stays in tune If your holding hands with a long term commitment Look for the get out clause & make that assessment Dress accordingly to weather the storm Pick the roses & leave the thorn
STARING AT THE GROUND copyright Ronan Hanna2008 I close my eyes & try to remember I try to feel it, try to believe it But it's gone It has taken so long, to get where you are How could it take all that time To get nowhere Did you fall on the way Stood up Dizzy Directions in disarray Where there too many falls, wrong turns and all the wrong calls Now I wonder have you noticed, where all the pieces sit Have you figured out where you don't fit Or are you still trying Are you up all night, working on a new plan Or do you stare at the dark & wonder If you still can
Now I hope you find answers I really hope you do Because it's not your fault that you are you Who are you You have to unfold you're arms, before you can reach out, You can't see the future when you're staring at the ground
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