Irreversible - Grieves, Mr. Lif

I remember being too young to spell it But old enough to know

That when his fingers touched the keys

It lit something up in his soul

But at four years old

It’s hard to notice the power

But I sat under that piano for hours.

Learnin' the sound of it You heard an old mans noise

I heard every tear that he wept

and every crack in his voice.

Heard every fear that he kept

And every passion and joy

As he scrambled across the keys

And I played with my toys

I saw the power that projected from that living room

That man lost his family and everything he ever knew

He played that piano like

it saved him from the hell he flew

Runnin away from the pain that awaited

From bein' raised a Jew.

Some people paint with their music

Stimulate your senses

Enabling you to view it But, those dogs raise

Makin my home where the music speaks.

(You swear you’ve heard it before,)

(as it slowly rambles on and on,)

(no need in bringin' em back,)

(Cause' they’re never really gone…)

I can still hear the music

His old box used to play

And I am what I am because of you

And they can’t take that away…

I can still hear the music

His old box used to play

And the man that I am cause of you

And they can’t take that away…

(Just an old fashioned love song…)

Saturday morning

Wakin up yawnin'

Smellin' moms cookin

and I couldn’t stop lookin'

at the TV

creature double feature.

Godzilla verses

Rodan and King Ghidorah

I gotta watch.