The Piano Knows Something I Don't Know

I won’t cut my beard and I won’t change my hair It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere My hair my hair If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I’d put a statue of myself upon the shelf Of course of course of course / / E {REPEAT 2X) / / / / / / She’s the smoke She’s dancin’ fancy pirouettes Swan diving off of the deep end Of my tragic cigarette She’s steam Laughing on the windowpanes * ( / / / / / / / ) The never-ending swaying haze Oh that ever smiling maze                      ( / / / / / / ) Oh that ever smiling maze Ballet / / E {REPEAT 2X) / / / / / / Everything’s gone missing I’ve lost more songs to floods           I can’t prove this makes any sense but I sure hope that it does Perhaps I was born with curiosity ( / / / / / / / )   The likes of those of old crows The likes of those of old crows   And oh how the piano knows ( / / / ) The piano knows something I don’t know I won’t cut my beard and I won’t change my hair It grows like fancy flowers but it grows nowhere My hair my hair If I could build my house just like the Trojan horse I’d put a statue of myself upon the shelf Of course of course of course