The Sound of Music

You took one too many Ativan and raced out into the street Danced in line with the EMTs who stared at your bare feet I'll never recover from the shape of your little fist Swinging at the coat check singing "I Have Confidence" in the rain I was on your last paragraph when they asked, "Guess who's been killed?" Then I heard those European police sirens from all those action films I'll never recover from doing what was right You said, "If you die in your sleep, you're all alone in the middle of the night" So long, farewell, Julie Andrews We lose quarters in candy machines When they pulled you out of the harbour, you were holding onto a book Then you shoved your screenplay into my chest and said, "Won't you at least take a look?" I'll never recover from the colour of your tears When you came home from spring break after thirteen years So long, farewell, Tony Walton We lose fingers in pairing machines Ah, so long, farewell Julie Andrews We lose lines in deleted scenes, oh-oh-oh