The ash line lengthens
From my untouched cigarette.
Smoke rings billow
Like clouds passing eternity.
Its past the time of sleep
Only memories flow
Only of you
always you..
The bartender
freshens my drink.
The music weeps from
The sweetness of sound
That only the alto sax
Can bring..
A nelson riddle arrangement
Touches my soul as always.
When you're near,
there's such an air of spring about it,
I can hear a lark somewhere,
begin to sing about it,
There's no love song finer,
but how strange
the change from
major to minor,
Every time we say goodbye.
It's Ellas trademark song
But we borrowed it.
It was ours honey.
Just for a while.
The whisky burns my throat
As the saxophone wails.
The ashtray smokes
You are behind its mist.
The bar is quiet and peaceful
The drinks dull all pain.
Outside the rain is falling
The neon lights color
the pavement
in muted reflections.
I see us again
through the window.
Arm in arm
walking in the rain.
Then you float away
Like the smoke
in my ashtray.
The sax builds the last line
Ella almost whispers
*Every time we say goodbye