The Night My Piano Upped and Died - Johnny Flynn

Love descended in the water

In the breaking of the mother-daughter

Father-son and lines of genes

Rip and crease and keep things clean

In the teeth and in the tether

In the backwards-beating weather

To the endpoint, to the hollow

Two loves' labours lost in colour

Lost in dreams and crumpled pride

The night my piano upped and died, died, died

Love came down for many years

And lost her teeth with raindrop tears

Swelled her woodwork, pushed her pedals

She went home without a medal

She went down down, all the way

Now she plays an alleway

Now she cuts her shape with debt

And now she’s past it, past her best

Lost in dreams and crumpled pride

The night my piano upped and died, died, died

Now she’s past and all alone

She laughs a drainpipe down the phone

Somewhere in the distant nether

I can hear her off the tether

Off the hook of ones and twos

Now she really sings the blues

Now she dances at a mess

Now she has a right old gas

Lost in dreams and crumpled pride

The night my piano upped and died, died, died