I am walking in the music, in DMaj, in the rain, and I see you, and here I am next to you, and we’re in the sky together for a moment, and then we are gone. The sky
of a over a pier over in Hong Kong, of a Toronto afternoon, in between hotels in Amsterdam, into the evening, and the sky, and here you are next to me, knowing, and then we are gone.
When Marie introduced me to this song, before I saw Babel, I felt the notes opening me; all the vulnerability, the tenderness, where sorrow could be out and visible, and while the film added children in peril, the song continues to call to me. I listened to it for the first time in months in between sessions at my last work conference, and found myself with tears welling in my eyes. The overwhelming beauty of being together, without words, knowing it’s time – the right time – to go.