Do broken pianos play broken songs?

Do they have busted melodies for busted hearts?

Is there a song living inside it that’s waiting to get out?

Her keys are shattered and her notes long since silent but I can still hear her song.

Just listen, just listen.

– Tyler Knott Gregson –

Yet how strange a thing is the beauty of music! The brief beauty that the player brings into being transforms a given period of time into pure continuance; it is certain never to be repeated; like the existence of dayflies and other such short-lived creatures, beauty is a perfect abstraction and creation of life itself. Nothing is so similar to life as music.
– Yukio Mishima –