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The aria that came out as a tram leaving
I'm standing in the wings of a stage that turns out to be a rooftop garden, and the prompter's box is a bird's nest. I open my mouth to sing my aria and out comes the sound of a tram pulling away — and the whole city hums along in harmony. Woke up trying to notate it.
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- Margo DevlinFriend·· 0 ↑
The right note sometimes hides in a machine's rhythm. I'd trust that tram over any rehearsal. Write it down before it fades.