Pianos

As grand as Shakespeare 10 miles away I can still hear A great crescendo of sound arises Fingertips won't stop So beautiful it makes you cry I don't even understand why Millions of people staring All stuck in awe I hear the sobs and the sighs But to me, it's just no big surprise I soon get lost in everything The keys seem to lengthen abroad My ears are ringing, the choir is singing But when I was done, after it had all begun All I did was nod.