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Piano Concerto No 3
By Tibi
Dear
let me wash my hair before I go
From water we come
Let water bear you pain
my spine is sore
Sad sore was the story you told
allegro
in D-minor
Lie
Change the ending
Your eyes looked so old
when I played Rachmaninov
two lone burnt out candles
How can I handle your soul
when my fingers are trembling
breaking the chords
Dear
let me wash my hair before I go
mad about you
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© 2008 Tibi
Published on Wednesday, March 26, 2008.
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Comments on "Piano Concerto No 3"
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A former member wrote:
"Your eyes looked so old
when I played Rachmaninov".....stunningly chilling and haunted piece. i love the final descent; a peek into overt and welcomed madness. great little piece here.
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A former member wrote:
wonderful. ~ hdb.
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On Thursday, March 27, 2008, carlosjackal
(3018)
wrote:
Fabulous, fabulous piece..As Mikey said..Write on! -Carl
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On Wednesday, March 26, 2008, Niemand
(361) wrote:
I love the wonder of this...
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On Wednesday, March 26, 2008, Alanarchy
(1200) wrote:
"How can I handle your sould when my fingers are trembling breaking the chords" Utterly speachless. Please write on.
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On Thursday, April 3, 2008, denver nitze
(256) wrote:
i know right? amazing. i'm speechless too. ~ta~
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