Until The Clock Strikes Midnight Again

It's twelve o'clock in Bruges-la-Morte

and where once the groom

and his bride were murdered,

it's pitch black now: every room

is deserted.

Except the one where

a grand piano is playing

Variations on a French Cancan ,

but where

is the pianist?

Do you see him?

Night after night

caught in a web of white light

he's playing the same

Very Slow and Spooky French Cancan ,

can you hear it?

The keys are touched

by invisible fingers

and now a ghostly band joins in

and a beautiful lady appears

and dances through the walls

and windows on the tunes

of this Orchestral Music Made by

and disappears

into the fog,


until the clock strikes



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