Song to Cello and Piano
Ah, love so bittersweet where are
you now I see your face no more?
Once so near and now so far,
no more your footstep by my door.
Never again’s the only song,
best to sing no song at all!
Nothing’ll ever right this wrong—
all things rise, and rising, fall.
Out of nothing here we come
into nothing here we go
eyes see naught and lips are dumb
and there’s nothing left to know.