No. It still doesn't work. What am I not seeing?
If I can just hang the pictures in the right order
They'll make sense of one another and we'll have an exhibition
Have to clear the mind
See what lies behind
And find that moment of clarity
Begin
First comes the tree
That's the clear choice to start with
'Cause trees are so rooted and strong
Then the sunset beside it
Radiant and leading to
Wrong! Wrong! Wrong!
Have to get it right
Get the order right, make it all just right
Move that one after
This one before
After
Where is Ami?
She always knows what to do
She'd say art is like music
It's the shape you're looking for
Find it in the notes
And you'll hear your music soar, Ami
Is she the solution?
So begin with the hilltop
'Cause that's where we started
Ami and me on that hill
And next, maybe, the sunset
That she made me run for and
Still, still, still!
Something isn't right
Still it isn't right
Have to get it right
This belongs after
That one before
After
Just ask Ami
She always knows what I need
She'd say art is like a puzzle
A riddle there to solve
Unlock the combination
And watch your art evolve
Maybe
But what about this still life of red wine spilled onto an apron?
It's got nothing to do with the rest of the pictures
But somehow it feels like it should be
Wait
Yes!
That's the beginning
But still, something's missing
Now the hilltop, the sunset, the view
Yes, the view that we ran for
Wait, i made her run for
Next is the tree, what about Ami?
Of course!
And that picture of Ami
Completing it all!
Hang it on the wall
So these pictures can all tell a story!
Put them together in just the right order and
That's it! It works! Buttons undone and smiling, under the tree
Ami
There for me again
The sun on her face. It's as clear as a memory!
But her hair's different, she's younger
So how could i picture it?
There we were standing on
The perfect spot
Looking at the world below us
Open your eyes, open your eyes
Wait!
Time to try again, pick up the pencil and
What? No! How?
That was the first time we saw the view
When we ran up the hill, so
How could I have shared it
With you once before?
Sunsets and landscapes
And picnics and "wanton"
And buttons and kisses
God, I remember us
Up there
Breathing the same air
With love that's rooted deep and twice as strong!
It was her all along!
It's her!
Ami
Ami
All of these months
So many chances to tell me
She never said a word