Firewood
par Regina Spektor
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the piano is not firewood yet
They try to remember but still they forget
That the heart beats in threes
Just like a waltz
And nothing can stop you from dancing
Rise from your cold hospital bed
You´re not dying
Everyone knows you´re going to live
So you might as well start trying
The piano is not firewood yet
But the cold does get cold
So it soon might be that
I´ll take it apart, call up my friends
And we´ll warm up our hands by the fire
Don´t look so shocked
Don´t judge so harsh
You don´t know
You are only spying
Everyone knows it´s going to hurt
But at least we´ll get hurt trying
The piano is not firewood yet
But a heart can´t be helped
And it gathers regret
Someday you´ll wake up and feel a great pain
And you´ll miss every toy you´ve ever owned
You´ll want to go back
You´ll wish you were small
Nothing can slow the crying
You´ll take the clock off of your wall
And you´ll wish it was lying
Love what you have and you´ll have more love
You´re not dying
Everyone knows you´re going to love
Though there´s still no cure for crying
They try to remember but still they forget
That the heart beats in threes
Just like a waltz
And nothing can stop you from dancing
Rise from your cold hospital bed
You´re not dying
Everyone knows you´re going to live
So you might as well start trying
The piano is not firewood yet
But the cold does get cold
So it soon might be that
I´ll take it apart, call up my friends
And we´ll warm up our hands by the fire
Don´t look so shocked
Don´t judge so harsh
You don´t know
You are only spying
Everyone knows it´s going to hurt
But at least we´ll get hurt trying
The piano is not firewood yet
But a heart can´t be helped
And it gathers regret
Someday you´ll wake up and feel a great pain
And you´ll miss every toy you´ve ever owned
You´ll want to go back
You´ll wish you were small
Nothing can slow the crying
You´ll take the clock off of your wall
And you´ll wish it was lying
Love what you have and you´ll have more love
You´re not dying
Everyone knows you´re going to love
Though there´s still no cure for crying