April In The Fall

April has always been a child without love.

Her parents are in constantly arguing around the

house and never have any time for her. When she

is alone in her room she listens to the radio to focus

her energy on something worthwhile. Her mother is a

good spirit led astray by her father, but manages to

buy April a small piano.

That is where our story begins...

April was never really that good for her

So Mother and FAther would say, as they screamed out

her name

A Child they never touch, never talk to

The instruction of their ways may leave nothing but pain

They say the outside world will only hurt you

They say the dreams of children die in you

Still your mother noticed and heard your radio

The only gift she gave was that piano

So unbridled, she came unfurled

And who makes her hold it in

How overwhelming a song can be

To drive her cold within

She plays for hours

She practices the day away

It keeps the noise down

From constant battles down the hall

Only her fingers

Captured in movements of the keys

Could feel emotion

From her distorted withdraw

So unbridled, she comes unfurled

And who makes her hold it in

How overwhelming a song can be

To drive her cold within

And through the radio she hears her song

So she learns it, she embraces it

Her fingers tremble when she plays the notes

But she feels it, and she knows it

April needs someone for these feelings

Piercing down through her head

Only the darkness in her father

Came flowing out instead

As her fingers becan so simply

The father gave his peace

The bullet that killer her piano

Was also her mother's release