In the closure of a door
In that last moment of why
In that step out onto the dance floor
In that walking together
Of an April afternoon
In that sunlit fair-weather
To spill a cup and a spoon
The blossom is full
As you prepare to say au revoir
The crystals colour the skull
As my words say mon amour ce soir
Afterwards I will try piece by piece
To build the memory of this day
To listen and to learn and to seize
On the all of the how
Of how and why I played
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