Of slow fading dreams,  
is a piano which gleams.
The disappearance of each desire,  
further down into the mire.

A single song playing,  
little reasons for allaying.
Like a waltz, to and fro,  
very much that one can show.

And so, the final keys,  
played gently with ease.
Wrapping back around,  
as if leading into the ground.