小米の自言自語

The Legend of the Pianist on the Ocean

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you just couldn’t see an end to it.
it wasn’t what i saw that stopped me ,max.
it was what i didn’t see.

take the piano.
keys begin. keys end.
you know there are 88 of them.
they’re not infinite. you’re infinite.
and on those keys, the music that you can make is infinite.
i like that. that i can live by.
but you get me up on that gangway, and you roll them out
in front of me.
keyboards have millions and billions of keys that never end.
that keyboard is infinite.
then on that keyboard there’s no music you can play.
that’s god’s piano.

did you see the streets?
there’re thousands of them.
how do you choose just one?
one woman, one house, one way to die…….
you don’t even know where it comes to an end.
aren’t you ever just scared of breaking apart with the
thought of it?

i was born on this ship.
and the world passed me by.
but 2000 people at a time and there’re old wishes here .
but nevermore that fit between prow and stern..
you played out your happiness bit on a piano that was not
infinite.
i learned to live that way.

land?
land is a ship too big for me,
it’s a woman too beautiful,
a bridge too long, perfume to
strong, music i don’t know how to play.
i can never get off this ship.
at best, i didn’t step off my life.
after all, i don’t exist for anyone.