Broken Piano - Songbook Version

As I walked out one morning fair
 I found myself drawn thoughtlessly
 Back to the place we used to live
 And you still do, now without me
 Around the back, away from the road
 Behind the bins, beneath your window
 I found the hulk, the rusting bulk
 Of a shattered old piano
 Someone had torn out some of the keys
 With cruel care, not thoughtlessly
 In such a way that one could only play
 Minor melodies
 So I sat down in my sadness, beneath your window
 And I played sad songs on the minor keys of a broken piano
 A sinner amongst saved men on the banks of the muddy Thames
 As I have wandered through this city
 Like a child lost in the London fog
 From Highgate Hill, down to the river
 Then washed downstream past the Isle of Dogs
 I've had time enough to think upon
 The question of what kind of songs
 You would choose to listen to
 Now that I am gone
 And as I drift beneath that bridge
 Just down the road from where you live
 I've often thought I might have caught
 Your voice upon the wind
 But as I stroked those broken keys
 You did not join in harmony
 So I sat down in my sadness, beneath your window
 And I played sad songs on the minor keys of a broken piano
 A sinner amongst saved men on the banks of the muddy Thames
 On the banks of the muddy Thames
 On the banks of the muddy Thames