Tailored Black and White
As your hands dance across it
Noise comes out
Timing is all it takes
For a wonderful sound
Your hands guide you
To where you need to move next
You step on the pedal and hope for the best
As you hit the sound you perfectly practiced
You start to relax and let it carry you away
Others just hear noise but you feel it
Feel the tailored black and white keys
And you can’t believe it
Cant believe that the sound that is made
Is from a piano your fingers play
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