One day probably 15 years ago. I was one finger tapping on my mothers piano and realized I was playing the very basic part of this classic. I then spent a good hour or more trying to figure out the rest. Played it again today, two and three finger style only, on a piano in a church basement after AA. #funinrecovery
Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world
The heart has its beaches, its homeland and thoughts of its own
Wake now, discover that you are the song that the morning brings
But the heart has its seasons, its evenings and songs of its own