Broken Piano

            A       D       F#m   
As I walked out one morning fair,
E D

        A                       E
I found myself drawn thoughtlessly
            A        D       F#m  
Back to the place we used to live,
E D

              A               E
And you still do, now without me.


D                              F#m
Around the back, away from the road,
D                           
Behind the bins, beneath your 
   F#m
window,
  E                   A       F#m
I found the hulk, the rusting bulk
     D             A
Of a shattered old piano.


D                                
Someone had torn out some of the 
F#m
keys
D                               F#m
With cruel care, not thoughtlessly,
E                            A    
In such a way that one could only 
F#m
play
D     A
Minor melodies.


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     D              F#m        Bm
So I sat down in my sadness, 
    A    E
beneath your window,
             D                F#m 
And I played sad songs on the 
            Bm A   E
minor keys of a broken piano;
  D                              
A sinner amongst saved men on the 
                           A
banks of the muddy Thames.


          A        D            
As I have wandered through this 
F#m  E D
city,
       A                        E
Like a child lost in the London fog,
              A          D      
From Highgate Hill, down to the 
F#m   E D
river,
                A               E
Then washed downstream past the Isle
 of Dogs,


D                             F#m
I've had time enough to think upon
D                            F#m
The question of what kind of songs
     E                   A      F#m
That you would choose to listen to
D        A
Now that I am gone.

D                           F#m
And as I drift beneath that bridge,
D                                 
Just down the road from where you 
F#m
live,
     E               A          
I've often thought I might have 
F#m
caught
D                   A
Your voice upon the wind.


         A             D      F#m 
But as I stroked those broken keys
 E D

            A       E
You did not join in harmony.


     D              F#m        Bm
So I sat down in my sadness, 
    A    E
beneath your window,
             D                F#m 
And I played sad songs on the 
            Bm A   E
minor keys of a broken piano;
  D                              
A sinner amongst saved men on the 
                            A
banks of the muddy Thames.

A E D
A E D
E|------o| n the banks of the 

E|muddy Thames. 


A E D
E|------o| n the banks of the 

E|muddy Thames. 

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