It's okay you don't remember
I won't take it very personally

Sweet enough but getting rough
Let the silksters laugh and stack it up
Pitch and roll, and hit the floor
And you spill the water in your cup

Dusty knees and see the breeze
See it dance with the trees so happily
Think and smile then stay a while
Stay to dream and be free before you leave

I've got something else to show you
I just know you'd love it

Eighty-eight, they're painted great
Either black or white and never grey
Ivory, that ain't up to me
But you can't complain what do you say?

Oh when we were free
And she would sing to me
And play these eighty-eight keys
Shame it has to be like this, like this

Oh they'll take care of you
Better than I could do
You can take this piano with you
Don't forget or lose your head
As you're reading my letters in your bed

I can feel the breeze
And dream in every shade
But what of the eighty-eight keys
As she prepares the grave, the grave, the grave


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88 Keys song meanings
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