Soft light on ivory
Just my wandering hands and me
In quiet room alone
Chords fall slow from major bright
To minor shades of blue tonight
Like city lights glow
On lonely night when no one sees
I humbly offer
This small thing my hands can make for you
Sound of trying to say what words can't
Melody speaks when
Words can only make things cheap
Light and grey colors
A secret softly spoken here
Map of my heart's terrain for you
I lose the thread here
Then find a line descending down
Chromatic and tired
I follow it and make it mine
And pray that you will hear my call
Painting with bright tone
A sudden hopeful ray comes through
For simple truths known
Since you have come to stay with me
Joy and hope and ache you see in sound
Melody speaks when
Words can only make things cheap
Light and grey colors
A secret softly spoken here
Language made of concrete and of rain
In space between notes
The silence where the feeling floats
I see my quiet self
Begin to dance in timeless trance
Caught in this fleeting moment now
Portrait spun from tired
Sound and soul mixed together here
Messy story makes
Itself become whole through piano keys
My hands tell you what my mouth cannot
Final note remains
A breath of air and silence comes
No more to say now
The music's through but feeling stays
My quiet soul spoke just for you
Room of thousand stars
Equipment lights flicker in dark
We shine bright together
Even in the darkest of places
You and me making our own light
