Reading the book Song, about songwriting, one of the writers ends his interview with "don't say 'cuts like a knife.'* This morning I awoke with the beginning of a song, or a poem.
Lyric for one gone
I have a ginsu that cuts like a knife;
I have a rock that's as hard as stone.
But I no longer have you, and the empty place
can't be described.
Darling, why did you leave me?
Why did you leave us?
Why are you gone, leaving only
this emptiness behind?
I look at old pictures, at smiling faces, and I cry.
We could have had more pictures, more smiling faces.
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* Song : the world's best songwriters on creating the music that moves us; Ed: J. Douglas Waterman, page 54, quoting Henry Paul.
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