Levi The Poet - Dear Pianist lyrics
[Levi The Poet - Dear Pianist lyrics]
"Dear Pianist (the writer wrote)
I drove to California on my own to try to
Get myself sad enough to write a new album
I prayed and prayed for a salve
That would heal the pain
In my heart, and once the
Wound was held together
I pulled the stitching apart
It’s like the Lord answered
All of my prayers, and now I want
My questions back, and search for
Ways to despite His grace
And get my old gods back dear
I can’t pretend that I didn’t thrive
Off of the emptiness I felt
Inside before the spirit invaded the void
Just like I asked him to
And shared with all of you
I stepped out the front door and
Tossed up my keys to
Find myself in a closet stuffed
With all of my insecurities
And all of the things that I’m ashamed of
And every broken memory that I keep
To cut my wrists – so
Be it vain or be it pity, well
I know that I still bleed
And I keep the shards of
Mirrored glass to see
My expression as I seep out onto the
Carpet and stain my bare feet in a puddle
That I’ll drown in eight quarts deep
When I was a boy
My daddy told me to unclench my
Fists – hold out my hands
(like this) – and pray – like
A picture of letting the Lord
Take your fears away but he
Forgot to loosen his grip
When it came time to practice it
And the thought got convoluted
The day he went away jesus! If you see this
I hope I see him again someday
I drove alone along the western coast
To write a poem somebody
Could relate to i reopened every
Wound and bled myself
Dry just to try to feel the same way that I
Used to i drove past the city at night
With the windows down to watch the lights
– and get so cold that
I’m uncomfortable you know I do it
To myself these headphones could
Be playing something else
But ‘we’re at the bottom
Of everything’ like the songwriter sings
And I make myself shiver until I
Believe it i know every word
To every song about despair
And I keep the album on
Repeat to keep me there"
She hit the first note and then
That note set me free well
I fell in love with her sadness before
She fell in love with me
But the best letters
Are those written in tears
That smear the ink
So she played the keys and I started writing
"I wrapped that sorrow up tight
Like a noose around
My neck, stood tall on a flimsy card table
And kicked it out from underneath my legs
And I’ve been hanging
In a house of cards for months on end
Swinging back and forth beneath a creaking
Rafter at the wind’s every whim
I always ‘forgot’ to close
The windows so that I could let in the cold
Knowing discomfort
And disappointment were the only peace I’d
Ever known i’ve got excuse
Upon excuse for every broken bone
But in the end, i broke them all myself to
Give the pain a home
Dear Pianist
I love you more than you’ll ever know i swear
Your smile saved my life i swear your
Touch made me whole but there is not an end
To the self-condemning lies that
I have believed
And there is no depth that I
Have not known in an
Attempt to drown myself or set myself
Free – to the point of
Pushing you away from me i drove
The country on my own
In an attempt to break my heart
And I’ve opened my heart to
Every fleeting hope in an attempt
To fall apart" She said, "We fall apart
And into our gods, but God meets
Us where we are! And, oh what a thought! To
Live a life that’s free! But we are
Such a self-destructive bunch
Aren’t we? Writer
You are a part of me and there is nothing
You can do to set to flame the fabric
That has woven me to you i will not be your
Broken heart and I will not
Be your empty oath, look with our hands
Laid flat in surrender
I swear we will both let go of the
Chains that choke us, that wrap
Their hands around our throats
And I will play you a new song and the
Lyrics that you wrote will
Accompany the melody" and
Every word she spoke was a land of milk
And honey that I thought I’d never know
I drove to Washington on my own to sorrow in
The rain, but we danced over every puddle
And joy washed the pain
Away, and it rode the gutters into the ocean
And the currents
Out beyond it’s shores, to a
Whisper beyond the horizon
To be forgotten and thought of no more
I drove to California on my own to try to
Get myself sad enough to write a new album
I prayed and prayed for a salve
That would heal the pain
In my heart, and once the
Wound was held together
I pulled the stitching apart
It’s like the Lord answered
All of my prayers, and now I want
My questions back, and search for
Ways to despite His grace
And get my old gods back dear
I can’t pretend that I didn’t thrive
Off of the emptiness I felt
Inside before the spirit invaded the void
Just like I asked him to
And shared with all of you
I stepped out the front door and
Tossed up my keys to
Find myself in a closet stuffed
With all of my insecurities
And all of the things that I’m ashamed of
And every broken memory that I keep
To cut my wrists – so
Be it vain or be it pity, well
I know that I still bleed
And I keep the shards of
Mirrored glass to see
My expression as I seep out onto the
Carpet and stain my bare feet in a puddle
That I’ll drown in eight quarts deep
When I was a boy
My daddy told me to unclench my
Fists – hold out my hands
(like this) – and pray – like
A picture of letting the Lord
Take your fears away but he
Forgot to loosen his grip
When it came time to practice it
And the thought got convoluted
The day he went away jesus! If you see this
I hope I see him again someday
I drove alone along the western coast
To write a poem somebody
Could relate to i reopened every
Wound and bled myself
Dry just to try to feel the same way that I
Used to i drove past the city at night
With the windows down to watch the lights
– and get so cold that
I’m uncomfortable you know I do it
To myself these headphones could
Be playing something else
But ‘we’re at the bottom
Of everything’ like the songwriter sings
And I make myself shiver until I
Believe it i know every word
To every song about despair
And I keep the album on
Repeat to keep me there"
She hit the first note and then
That note set me free well
I fell in love with her sadness before
She fell in love with me
But the best letters
Are those written in tears
That smear the ink
So she played the keys and I started writing
"I wrapped that sorrow up tight
Like a noose around
My neck, stood tall on a flimsy card table
And kicked it out from underneath my legs
And I’ve been hanging
In a house of cards for months on end
Swinging back and forth beneath a creaking
Rafter at the wind’s every whim
I always ‘forgot’ to close
The windows so that I could let in the cold
Knowing discomfort
And disappointment were the only peace I’d
Ever known i’ve got excuse
Upon excuse for every broken bone
But in the end, i broke them all myself to
Give the pain a home
Dear Pianist
I love you more than you’ll ever know i swear
Your smile saved my life i swear your
Touch made me whole but there is not an end
To the self-condemning lies that
I have believed
And there is no depth that I
Have not known in an
Attempt to drown myself or set myself
Free – to the point of
Pushing you away from me i drove
The country on my own
In an attempt to break my heart
And I’ve opened my heart to
Every fleeting hope in an attempt
To fall apart" She said, "We fall apart
And into our gods, but God meets
Us where we are! And, oh what a thought! To
Live a life that’s free! But we are
Such a self-destructive bunch
Aren’t we? Writer
You are a part of me and there is nothing
You can do to set to flame the fabric
That has woven me to you i will not be your
Broken heart and I will not
Be your empty oath, look with our hands
Laid flat in surrender
I swear we will both let go of the
Chains that choke us, that wrap
Their hands around our throats
And I will play you a new song and the
Lyrics that you wrote will
Accompany the melody" and
Every word she spoke was a land of milk
And honey that I thought I’d never know
I drove to Washington on my own to sorrow in
The rain, but we danced over every puddle
And joy washed the pain
Away, and it rode the gutters into the ocean
And the currents
Out beyond it’s shores, to a
Whisper beyond the horizon
To be forgotten and thought of no more