When melody and memory so deftly intertwine,
It takes her to a place even the sacred find divine.
Well after bruises and beatings no longer bring the pain,
Cold ivory remembers the promises broken time and again.
Of escape and security her sweet head dreams,
Forever wondering if this is all life means.
Shifty eyes keep shifting as they gaze across the door,
Wondering why it is her feet don't ever hit the floor.
She can see the way and the path is clear,
But even through the violence it somehow seems safer here.
No matter how hard she tries she can't ever seem to go,
Though whether it's fear or love she'll never quite know.
Her fingers glide along as she plays through her lies,
Praying to God she'll be saved from this place before she dies.
Tomorrow will be better, someday the nightmare will end,
A miracle will come, and the world will seem right again.
Looking back at the clock, knowing he'll be home soon once more,
The piano sings a story she's hummed a million times before.