I strolled down to the narrowing alley
The old Montague awaits for us in that classic lobby
I saw the vintage yet sophisticated walls and hall
I was filled with excitement and with glee I treble.
His students played music that sprung from the past
My ears were filled with melodic sonata of Bach
Even Beethoven and Chopin were resurrected
From the knights and dames of notes that I'm with.
There I saw a man playing an oak-coloured flute.
And he resembled Pachelbel, making me speechless as mute
That series of gas that he was blowing out of that piece of wood
Filled the air with Canon in D major, a beautiful mood.
Not only the air was filled with joy and happiness
My heart was also teeming with it, flooded
I never thought I'd love two things at the same time
Firstly, music. Next, the man playing before my eyes.
For a moment in my life, I forgot what I was doing
I'm confused, I'm not sure if it's right, the way I'm feeling
The ecstasy of infatuation that I'm immersed with
Metamorphosed, was now a mist that's growing dim.
How can I? How can I torment myself more?
Knowing that I'm sick, this love I cannot pursue; I'm done for.
I looked down I shut myself away from the world's confusing noise
But my heart's a traitor, I can hear its voice.
Weeks passed still, I entered the class of old Montague
Then I learned that he and another guy loved me too.
He and his pal declared their love for me
But it seems like his pal gave way to thee.
My chest was in cloud nine, treacherous to reality
That it's impossible for us to be happy.
I am hanging by a thread, I'm concealing my cross
My stage 4 cancer, I just laugh away at most.
No, I can't love you and we can't be
I don't want to burden you when I leave eventually
My agony and my pain I must not share to you
Darling your plea, my love I can't grant to
Then I saw his best friend, that guy who looked at me with affection as well
I grabbed that opportunity to cut our red thread of fate, destroying Eiffel
You saw us together with lips touching; leaving you in pain
I too was hurting, but it's better than you alone in vain
I'm sorry I had to make you feel that way
But I felt the worst when I learned the news, it was May
You ended your life jumping of that building
like our Tower of love, Eiffel, my world was apart and falling
Why did you have to do that darling?
I don't understand the remorse and bitter regret that I'm feeling
Blood from my mouth that I was biting
along with a heart that was internally bleeding
From the hospital room I'm confined, out my feet led
Now in the city smog I walk to your grave, I head
But there was a creepy clown standing near the pavement
With something frightening he chased me, forcing me to my deathbed.
He was very aggressive as he was hurting me
My head was in haemorrhage from that crow bar he was holding
The make up he wore was wiped off revealing his face
Though I was feeling hazy I recognised him as my lover's friend, he's gone insane
I just stayed still as he was dragging me
After a while, I found myself in the grave of my love, honey
He continued slaughtering me and it hurts for real
But I can't blame him for I understand what he feels
He has nightmares of our betrayal
His conscience creeps and at night he can't sleep well
Yes, I'm physically hurt but I don't care at all
I deserve this so I closed my eyes as the Quean once more.
Quean- a woman of bad character.
