Mrs Dalloway III - In The Garden

Lying in bed with you full in my arms.

Music swells and slides to fill this dark room:

Mrs Dalloway III - In The Garden.

"It's beautiful, right?" "Yeah." And this is all

I can say, because at this moment I

am those swelling strings, and I am thinking

about us listening to this at mine

at the end of the summer before last,

sitting in the garden at the end of

the day, with wind shivering in the tall

horse chestnuts and the windows wide open.

You had to leave for the train and I had

to let you. This music is fierce. And all

I can think of is how I know that it

must soon end. But I am holding you now,

and all I want is to never let go.