Jul 2023
Never did I try to guess,
Or ever pretend to know,
The places you would retreat to,
The places I could never go.
Silent, you would disappear,
And, silent, you'd return.
No questions asked, no trust betrayed,
I simply had to learn.
It never was… personal.
It never was… yours to tell.
It never was… my place to ask,
It never was, but it’s just as well.
It never passed from between our lips,
Or a friendly, reassuring touch.
“And that's ok”, you told me once.
“Don’t be afraid”, “You worry too much”.
Never did I fault your wishes,
And my loyalty was never a whim.
I never doubted your kind heart,
And never did I falter, my friend.
Or ever pretend to know,
The places you would retreat to,
The places I could never go.
Silent, you would disappear,
And, silent, you'd return.
No questions asked, no trust betrayed,
I simply had to learn.
It never was… personal.
It never was… yours to tell.
It never was… my place to ask,
It never was, but it’s just as well.
It never passed from between our lips,
Or a friendly, reassuring touch.
“And that's ok”, you told me once.
“Don’t be afraid”, “You worry too much”.
Never did I fault your wishes,
And my loyalty was never a whim.
I never doubted your kind heart,
And never did I falter, my friend.
I fed this one to Suno and it's kind of fun. I'm not a fan of generative AI music or art, but it's fascinating just to hear the words put to a chance melody and rhythm.
https://suno.com/song/b6961485-1617-4c7d-985f-7d8398601d3b
I’m not 100% sure of the exact story here. I like to explore connections and the uncertainties that can plague them. It’s kind of, initially, about the speaker learning when it would be necessary to do nothing when instinct might insist otherwise. Learning to be quiet when you want, very sorely, to speak. And, of course, full evergreen disclosure: As most creative endeavors, it is stuffed about the edges with some Grade “A” crispy-fried *******. mmm, tasty.
https://suno.com/song/b6961485-1617-4c7d-985f-7d8398601d3b
I’m not 100% sure of the exact story here. I like to explore connections and the uncertainties that can plague them. It’s kind of, initially, about the speaker learning when it would be necessary to do nothing when instinct might insist otherwise. Learning to be quiet when you want, very sorely, to speak. And, of course, full evergreen disclosure: As most creative endeavors, it is stuffed about the edges with some Grade “A” crispy-fried *******. mmm, tasty.
(Atlanta, GA)
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