Lyrics

On the rooftop high, where the echoes roam,
Stood a grand piano, far away from home.
Moonlight danced on its polished keys,
But the breeze whispered secrets through the swaying trees.


Oh, the sound of heartache, a melody of pain,
As the ivory whispers call out in the rain.
From the height of despair, through the shadows of the night,
A piano in the sky, taken by flight.

There was a pianist, with sorrow in his eyes,
Fingers that could sing, but a heart full of goodbyes.
He played his dreams on the edge of that hall,
Each note a story, but he felt so small.


Oh, the sound of heartache, a melody of pain,
As the ivory whispers call out in the rain.
From the height of despair, through the shadows of the night,
A piano in the sky, taken by flight.


One fateful moment, the strings started to break,
The world held its breath for the chance of his sake.
With a sigh and a whisper, the keys let out their cry,
As the piano fell softly, leaving music to die.

The pianist watched with a tear-streaked face,
Lamenting the beauty that time can't replace.
In his final performance, he'd find his release,
With a heart full of sorrow, he sought out his peace.


Oh, the sound of heartache, a melody of pain,
As the ivory whispers call out in the rain.
From the height of despair, through the shadows of the night,
Together they would soar, in the pale moonlight.


So he climbed to the rooftop, where the stars shone bright,
A final farewell, to the echoes of night.
With a leap and a twirl, like a bird in the cold,
The pianist and piano in their story untold.
Together in silence, they fell as one song,
In a world full of sorrow, it’s where they belong.