ROSIE AND ASHLEY (2004)


Gather round
For the last time
Hear my sound
For the last time
Tomorrow we part
Tomorrow we leave
And when do we start
To remember
Tonight
When do we start to remember?

Play a game
For the last time
Light a flame
For the last time
Don’t ever forget
Don’t let it recede
And never regret
To remember
Tonight
There are no regrets to remember

We will surely meet again
Somehow, someday
Before our lives have finished
But we will never meet again
In quite this way
Without something vital diminished

Make a vow
For the last time
Kiss me now
For the last time
Words would feel wrong
They’re not what I need
Sing me a song
To remember
Tonight
Sing me a song to remember


Alternate bridges:

Give me a moment to conjure this moment
When everything else has faded
When all we have left are the traces of moments
And memories we have created

or

We will surely meet again
Somehow, someday
And toast to our reunion
But we will never meet again
In quite this way
In unexpressed communion

Visiting college for a reunion, I made friends with some undergrads. Two young ladies were playing music together when I happened to come into the music room. They didn’t acknowledge me but didn’t give the impression I was intruding or unwelcome.

It became obvious to me that they had sat together that way many times, and knew that, since graduation was the next day, that this was the last time they would be able to have a moment like that together. I found the emotion in the room palpable.

I wrote this while they were playing.

crumpled paper