Do you hear the song, the song from deep within,
it keeps playing in my head over and over again.
I can almost feel the nodes, they are flying around,
making everything into a lovely sound.
They are on the walls, on the roof, everywhere!
They come from my fingers, making them move faster and faster,
feeling the tangents and turn it all in to a lovely disaster.
I close my eyes and lay back, just relaxing along the beautiful track.
Oh, I want to play, feel the tangents one more time,
and see the world through different lines.
You got to feel your lines, so please piano, let me play you one more time.
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