Courage, Robert

He saw a lonely girl
 She saw a lonely world
 It was a canvas, slyly careless
 A Florestan lieder
 And his was a dying breed
 And courage came only from his symphonies
 A decorative smile to fade out
 His concerto in A
 Come on
 A second chance at love
 The moments dead
 Make you feel like it's never staying
 Made love to a baby grand
 A tempest refined inside his hands
 He had one girl and one song
 Bona fide wine and roulade
 But he had to give it up
 His heart was raw but his fingers numb
 His first words were his last words
 An aesthete since first sun
 Come on
 A second chance at love
 The moments slept
 Make you feel like it's never staying
 And it burned
 The first attempt or two
 But I remembered you
 I, I need that moment back
 Please don't, don't don't
 A tremor for death
 Ivories that sliced sedatives in half
 Relief in the Rhine
 Washed away regrets
 And let him char before he
 Caressed the ground
 Dear artist you will rise again
 A last arabesque in faint fashion
 Come on
 A second change at love
 The moments dead
 Make you feel like it's never ending
 And it burned
 The first attempt or two
 But I remembered you
 I need that moment back
 Please don't, don't forget
 He woke
 A final view of blue
 Dear cordias wet rouge
 Relieve romance to graves
 Please, please don't forget