Bridgeport's Nocturne
Bridgeport’s Nocturne
As I sit here in the dark of night,
Street lights shining ever bright,
I write my heart out, with no contrite.
A peaceful moment I’ve been waiting for years,
For the first time, no hints of anger, no tears.
I write a song, estranged, with this moment of chance,
An Ode to my hometown,
To whom I never gave a glance.
I see with clarity, to finally think a second,
With no disturbances, constantly peccant.
Piano is my life, I play this song for God,
Everything he gave me, everything I shod.
I end this piece on a harmonic note,
I shall leave the past behind,
Grab life by the throat.
As I sit here in the dark of night,
Street lights shining ever bright,
I write my heart out, with no contrite.
A peaceful moment I’ve been waiting for years,
For the first time, no hints of anger, no tears.
I write a song, estranged, with this moment of chance,
An Ode to my hometown,
To whom I never gave a glance.
I see with clarity, to finally think a second,
With no disturbances, constantly peccant.
Piano is my life, I play this song for God,
Everything he gave me, everything I shod.
I end this piece on a harmonic note,
I shall leave the past behind,
Grab life by the throat.