Lyrics

88 Keys

I first saw my future in a grey smoky room
You were talking to someone or they were talking to you
I finished my song and the bartender gave me a hand
I'm the son of a dreamer you're the daughter of dreams
I'm up high on a stage still you don't notice me
But I sent you a smile from in back of my old baby grand

This could be the last time I see you so I might as well try
They're closing up now but if you stick around
I'll sing you one last lullaby

These 88 keys will play the song that will bring you home
I swear that there's some brilliance left to find
Within these out of tune notes
This bench takes my weight with my fingers in place
My heart skips to a beat of its own
These 88 keys will play the song that will bring you home

Last summertime we wrote the vows that were spoken
Your smile is upside down now but not broken
'Cause money is tight and I sold my last dream for some change
Our words hit the pillows then the walls then the door
And your car is not starting but your foot's to the floor
Is it wrong to find beauty in fate and your shape in the rain?

If this is the last time I see you take all that is mine
But if there's any love left in this world
Just leave my old piano behind

These 88 keys will play the song that will bring you home
I swear that there's some brilliance left to find
Within these out of tune notes
This bench takes my weight with my fingers in place
My heart skips to a beat of its own
These 88 keys will play the song that will bring you home

It's been 65 years since that grey smoky room
History's beautiful but the future seems cruel
And the snow won't stop falling
On the house where our children grew up
They say that you're stubborn, but I knew that already
And you say that you're fighting but you feel the sun setting
Though instead of the nighttime
There's light and there's warmth and there's love

This won't be the last time I see you so don't say goodbye
There's still time to be loved and songs to be sung
You'll like them so don't close your eyes

These 88 keys will play the song that will bring you home
I swear that there's some brilliance left to find
Within these out of tune notes
This bench takes my weight with my fingers in place
My heart skips to a beat of its own
These 88 keys will play the song that will bring you home