Most of all   sing to me   sing often, when i am beside you   in the shadow of a clocktower   when our eyes are close and no one else is near

 After these spaces have finished and we are alone and quiet with out clarinets   with our eyes and arms saddened and fallen

 please tell me you will still dream of me from time to time   that at least ocassionally our adventures will continue

 pianolessly follow me follow the rain from the clouds with your eyes   from here beside trees   our heads will tilt to smell ovens readying cookies for our mouths and as hummingbirds lift into the sky