Piano Blues (A love story)
(If you don’t know Pintop’s Boogie Woogie, by Clarence "Pinetop" Smith, have a listen. The references in this will be clear. This is Part 1 of a love story.)
88 keys,
Black and white,
Unlike life,
Blur the two.
The blues are beautiful,
A girl dances,
And an empty bottle spins.
She sways in her gold dress,
Caress the notes,
Everyone is happy,
Forget now, forget then,
Why do I cry?
A major chord,
When I say stop, stop!
Hold yourself,
Notes falling.
I try to dance like,
Play like,
Life should be so beautiful,
Why is the world spinning?
Where does the circle end?
I’ve seen those eyes before in dreams,
I look into them,
In life I look away.
The notes are stuck,
When I say stop, stop!
Hold yourself, now get it.
Everyone dances,
She moves so freely,
I wish I was involved,
A swagger hides a broken heart.
A musician lives in a surround of sound,
It is built from inside out,
Pinetop knew that.
To hold emotion in your hands,
Freedom is built from inside out,
I am learning,
I practice each day,
I hate silence,
I see her again,
Inside me.
The room is spinning,
Lights,
A wall of sound.
Amplified horns blast a wall which crashes,
Explode with passion,
You must know passion,
The piano rides above it.
Second line rhythms which are soul,
The syncopated rhythms of our hearts,
The missed beats, the connection,
The tears.
I am so obvious,
She is covered by layers of beauty,
No one can avoid the second line,
It is instinctive.
The notes are stuck.
Where does the circle end?
Why so many questions?
She laughs,
And I am in love again.
I am in love with my own dreams,
I am lost in that smile,
I will not return,
I will never leave.
Try to hold on,
The night is long,
The stars are bright,
Above the band the lights shine,
The horns shine.
No one will be lost again.
I believe in beauty.
She looks at me,
And I cannot breathe,
I kiss those lips in dreams.
When I say stop, Stop!
xxx
(If you don’t know Pintop’s Boogie Woogie, by Clarence "Pinetop" Smith, have a listen. The references in this will be clear. This is Part 1 of a love story.)
88 keys,
Black and white,
Unlike life,
Blur the two.
The blues are beautiful,
A girl dances,
And an empty bottle spins.
She sways in her gold dress,
Caress the notes,
Everyone is happy,
Forget now, forget then,
Why do I cry?
A major chord,
When I say stop, stop!
Hold yourself,
Notes falling.
I try to dance like,
Play like,
Life should be so beautiful,
Why is the world spinning?
Where does the circle end?
I’ve seen those eyes before in dreams,
I look into them,
In life I look away.
The notes are stuck,
When I say stop, stop!
Hold yourself, now get it.
Everyone dances,
She moves so freely,
I wish I was involved,
A swagger hides a broken heart.
A musician lives in a surround of sound,
It is built from inside out,
Pinetop knew that.
To hold emotion in your hands,
Freedom is built from inside out,
I am learning,
I practice each day,
I hate silence,
I see her again,
Inside me.
The room is spinning,
Lights,
A wall of sound.
Amplified horns blast a wall which crashes,
Explode with passion,
You must know passion,
The piano rides above it.
Second line rhythms which are soul,
The syncopated rhythms of our hearts,
The missed beats, the connection,
The tears.
I am so obvious,
She is covered by layers of beauty,
No one can avoid the second line,
It is instinctive.
The notes are stuck.
Where does the circle end?
Why so many questions?
She laughs,
And I am in love again.
I am in love with my own dreams,
I am lost in that smile,
I will not return,
I will never leave.
Try to hold on,
The night is long,
The stars are bright,
Above the band the lights shine,
The horns shine.
No one will be lost again.
I believe in beauty.
She looks at me,
And I cannot breathe,
I kiss those lips in dreams.
When I say stop, Stop!
xxx
