write me a psalm

In my mind there is a symphony 
Won't somebody please help me
To understand is to listen 
But to do this one must also weep

There was once a woman 
A beauty whose name haunts me
I sleep in the arms of melancholy 
For it's so long since I felt happy

The keys of the piano
And the string quartet
Leave a trace of yesteryear
Early on the "morrow
I am enveloped by a sorrow 
Ah mon tete oh I'll never forget

A drop of dew flows away
Like a teardrop from my early days 
It's many a year when 
My innocence did fade 
On the wing of a wren 

Now the only hope for me
Lies in the ink of my pen 
And at my fingertips a melody
Oh so sweet as her memory 

The solo cellist so tranquil 
It has become embellished 
In many of my nightmares 
It's simplicity vanquished

Like a moth to a flame
My mind became insane
Memory and reality did blur
For I am so in love my heart is pure

I have been called many a name 
Garish and gore 
It was in the deepest crevice 
That I found inhabitats
Where many thoughts drift
Like the bat I am 
While on this journeys palm 

Write me a Psalm
To match the lines of my palms
Write me a song
That my soul can sing along to. 

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