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    "Lovely Thing Suite: Knots" Lyrics

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    What a tangle
    What a strangling knot to be caught in
    To be exiled here
    To be stuck in Berlin with Vienna so near
    Yet so far from the Emperor's ear
    What a strange and impossible sum
    To be old while to still be so young
    To have sung before speaking a word
    To be heard
    To be hailed
    Then to fail
    To be done
    To love but to be so naive
    To trust and to be so deceived
    To mourn, forlorn, to be torn from you
    Scorned for another who suffers no grief
    To curse God, seeking lightning
    And to still be ignored
    To hide in this room, now too rich to afford
    To hear armies of creditors bang at the door
    Always yelling for more
    And to have nothing to sell that could help
    Except for the Steinway that sits in the corner

    For Arthur it all came too easily
    To learn the scales in every key
    To play the etudes and the suites
    The nocturnes and The Fantaisie
    To master the sonatas, minuets, and symphonies
    To seek the truth fits and starts
    To strike the middle F like it's an arrow through the heart
    To wing the right hand like a dove(the peaceful flutter of a dove)
    And with left a violent shove(some moments will demand a shove)
    To needle gently yet relentless with a steady foot upon the pedal
    And to clench the iron first inside the velvet glove
    To learn to whisper and to scream
    (the whisper justifies the scream)
    To let each yearning finger breathe
    (no, nothing lives unless it breathes)
    To burn, to worship, to mislead
    To pose a question with a pinky on a key
    To flee, to fight, to bleed
    To float in air
    Nothing solid underneath
    To rap those heavy knuckles on the gate to heaven til there's nothing to
    Achieve, but
    To go retrieve the length of cable hidden in the cabinet
    To metamorphosize the twisted rope unto an alphabet
    To lay the lazy C upon the shabby wooden floor to rest
    To send the end across the top and bend the C into an S
    To curve the tail beneath the S to turn the tangle to a B
    To hug the wretched root around the fibers suffocatingly
    To wrap again to wrap again to give the coil seven loops
    To penetrate the yawning hoop
    To tug the loose appendage through
    To yank the knot until it's ready for the jobit's got to do
    To toss the braid above the ceiling beam and to affix the noose
    To bid adieu to all of youuntil there's nothing left to do but
    Climb the chair
    To cinch the collar
    Find the edge
    To step into the air
    This song was submitted on October 16th, 2016.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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