Slow piano chimes, it opens my mind
the voice gives rise, it guides my lines.
Can't understand the words she finds,
piano and voice as one, entwined.
It still strikes me, serene, sublime,
is she in pain that my ears now find?
My joy and pain it can subside,
the chords ring loud, my past reminds.
Sleep is the song, but to it I'm blind,
strain to hear, words lost inside,
the echoing music eardrums bind.
Listening closer her voice declines,
softly whispering, the piano grinds.
All music equal, my soul unwinds,
I gave it a listen, two or three times,
giving chance to all mankind,
to drift to sleep, we all resign.
Written by Chalklineoutline (Michael Parker)
Published | Edited 7th Oct 2019
Author's Note
The song Sleep by Soap and Skin
For competition.
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