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Behind closed eyes sits a man at a grand piano
Silent to the outside world
He plays his music for himself
And the birds
He sits alone surrounded by unfinished art
And he stares at his glass hand
He keys a Sleepsong
Never to be heard again

And he did nothing to deserve this
Did he now?
He tried to touch the sky
Look where he is now
He tried to write the world
So he would not forget
He tried to write his song
Before the music left

The chorus fills his head
The words flow back and forth in twisting rhymes
But all the sound is muted by
A solid wall up in his mind
He cries and screams
He knows he would do anything
But his voice is lost to all

And it looks like his times over
And it looks like he's tried everything
And it looks like now he's sober
From his twisted view of reality

And he did nothing to deserve this
Did he now?
He tried to touch the sky
Look where he is now

Written by:
Brian Hodge

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