Firewood

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 I'll tell you, 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 ever owned You'll want to go back You'll wish you were small Nothing can solve your crying You'll take the clock off of your wall And you'll wish that 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 --- Firewood - Regina Spektor