It struck me one dreaded long evening
That I had no time to spare
I knew why I had to be leaving
Without a farewell or despair
Alone thus in silence, together and one
Here I shall remain, composing in vain
Until I have found a beautiful song

If I could play a beautiful song
What would I mean to you?
If I could play a beautiful song
Would I be forgotten soon?
Weeks have passed and my nights have been long
But I have not found a beautiful song

Our lives are quickly inverted
It makes it hard to thrive
We cling to what we once deserted
Whatever it takes to survive
Who cares if I keep that, or end up with none?
My search will not end, these wounds will not mend
Until I have found a beautiful song

If I could play a beautiful song
What would I mean to you?
If I could play a beautiful song
Would I be forgotten soon?
Month have passed and my life should move on
But I have not found a beautiful song

You tell me to just come and hold you
That we can set it right
But time and again I have told you
it is mundane and trite
The circle will close when all music is gone
The die has been cast, this nightmare will last
Until I have found a beautiful song

If I could play a beautiful song
What would I mean to you?
If I could play a beautiful song
Would I be forgotten soon?
Years have passed and my vision is gone
But I have not found a beautiful song

And I will be singing forever
That beauty is but a façade
For every illusion I sever
it grows even further afar
But one day in dim light, sleepless and gone
A semblance of man, hollow and damned
I will have found a beautiful song

If I could play a beautiful song, what would I mean to you?