Finishing the hat
How you have to finish the hat
How you watch the rest of the world
From a window
While you finish the hat
Mapping out a sky
What you feel like, planning a sky
What you feel when voices that come
Through the window
Go
Until they distance & die
Until there's nothing but sky
& how you're always turning back
too late
too late
From the grass or the stick
Or the dog or the light
How the kind of woman willing to wait
Not the kind that you want to
find waiting
find waiting
To return you to the night
Dizzy from the height
Coming from the hat
Studying the hat
Entering the world of the hat
Reaching through the world of the hat
Like a window
Back to this one from that
Studying a face,
Stepping back to look at a face
Leaves a little space in the way
like a window
like a window
But to see
It's the only way to see
& when the woman
that you wanted goes,
that you wanted goes,
You can say to yourself,
"Well, I give what I give"
"Well, I give what I give"
But the woman
who won't wait for you knows
who won't wait for you knows
That, however you live
There's a part of you
always standing by
always standing by
Mapping out the sky
Finishing a hat...
Starting on a hat..
Finishing a hat...
Look, I made a hat
Where there never was a hat
Stephen Sondheim
1984
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