Songs
I’m relaxing by the fireplace in the bar of the hotel. It’s about 20 degrees outside. A blizzard is just now starting, and everyone is now coming in.
For some reason I’m thinking of Billy Joel’s song – The Piano Man.
But I think I’d write it this way based on those that I see here tonight:
It’s 10:00 on a Friday night,
the regular crowd isn’t here,
But a new crowd just now wandered in,
seeking friends as they guzzle their beer.
There’s the mechanic that’s stranded so far from home
a fixed broken plane that can’t fly;
and the couple in the corner whispering softly
and both just now start to cry.
Sing us a song you’re the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
We’re all in the mood for a melody
and you got us feeling all right.
Ashley’s the bartender listening now
She’s offering an ear and and a smile;
but the crowd seems to want something different
she can’t get what’s really worth while.
For they’re all sitting here very lonely
running away from what seems
to be life that’s not nearly what they wanted,
so they drink now to kill their dreams.
Sing us a song you’re the piano man,
sing us a song tonight,
for we’re all in the mood for a melody,
You got us feeling all right.
They all wander off now into the night,
each going their own different way,
even the couple in tears from that corner
desperately seeking a new day.
And I wonder with each what’s their story
and why they struggled to share,
but with no one left now to talk to
I’m left with no one to care.
So sing us a song you’re the piano man,
sing us a song tonight,
for we’re all in the mood for a melody,
and you got us feeling all right.
Have a great evening!