Listen carefully, the fall and rise struggling to be heard. This song was familiar, full of loneliness an old ballad imprisoned in his ghost.
Fall And Rise
Try to Understand
Beauty expressed by art can awake in us a sensation so whole that we speak of these things and try to understand.
Song of Light
The inexhaustible song of light was indefinable and vaguely recognizable if I had only heard it in words.
Blind Fall
A blind fall had her frail moorings open suddenly, and a burst of faint music evoked incommunicable emotion, like a wave trailing in her wake.
Billie Holiday
I promise to love you the way Billie Holiday sings.
Sing
I live to sing, you know.
Everything
A present, rare and wonderful. Music proved to be everything.
Phantom Grief
Dancing slowly to the ruined music, phantom grief and long drawn gloom.
A Dance
We had a dance. I loved the music, but it sounded sweetest in the dark. By skylight it was our devil's psalmody.
