Wednesday, December 05, 2007


Well, maybe that's overstating a bit, but I heard it this morning for the four hundredth time and I just think it's genius. It's a song from William Finn's show, March of the Falsettos. I heard it this morning while I was working on a play and I was struck with the awe of an aspiring painter standing in front of a Cezanne still life:

"I will never in my life make anything so perfect."

Here's to trying anyway, right kids? Cheers.

A Marriage Proposal

I love you dear
I think you’re swell
You’re never near me close enough to tell
If I’m delightful or not.

I need your wrist
I praise your thigh
There’s not a guy
There’s not a piece of paper
There’s not a man in pants
Who can love you the same as I

Often times lovers are crazy people
Sometimes they kill each other
Just like a biblical brother
Did to his biblical brother.
Back in biblical Times.

Biblical times?
Biblical times?
Biblical times.

All those Biblical times!

I love your eyes.
I love your face.
I want you by my side to take my place
If I get sick or detained.

Don’t brush your hair, you’re perfect.
Don’t start to cry.
There’s not a guy,
There’s not a horse or zebra,
There’s not a giant man,
Who could love you the same as I.

Forget that giant man,
He won’t love you the same as I.

I’m not a giant man,
But I’ll love you until,
Love you until
I die.

1 comment:

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