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In my life the piano sings
Brings me words that are not the strength of strings
Firey rain and rubies cooling in the sun
Now I see that my world has only begun
Notes that roll on winds with swirling wings
Brings me words that are not the strength of strings
When I`m feeling high or I`m feeling low
Or there is no change
Somehow days keep melting into the night
And there`s always light on the cosmic range
I am always high I am always low
There is always change
Hear the strings are bending in harmony
Not so far from the breaking on the cosmic range
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