pianos are black

as sweet as Duke Ellington
as biter as winter's night.
bicycles with two wheels will move forward.
life as we speak disappears.
don't try and understand this you will spend years
the ocean is as deep as we make it
and the sound is as rich as golden stars.
tables will turn, spoons will stir
love is in the air and i can feel it,
don't be afraid my dear, as for this is just the start.
your soul will grow deeper and your soul will shine bright.