Dissolution

[Inertiatic]

[Note: Normally I write poetry and short stories, but yesterday I thought I'd try my hand at a song. I'm satisfied with it. I hope you enjoy. ]

[slowly]

That's not what I meant to say,

but say it I did;

that's impossible to calculate

in terms of arithmetic.

[Tempo increase, builds]

But the harsh would have fallen

and landed on your mind;

that's not to say I'm sorry,

but I've left you behind.

[slows]

And now there's another dooming-

another society in waiting-

and when the needle hits empty-

that's when we all must say:

[Chorus; Loudly; Crescendo]

"I don't love you!

You stole it all away from me!

I don't love you at all!

You're not the one for me!"

I don't sacrifice, I don't slow my

mind, just 'cause they chose you,

they chose you; I don't love

you! I'm not for you at all!

[slows, softens]

Though you fall to crying,

what do you want to hear from me?

Reconciliation for the fallen? Or

the anthem of the beatniks?

[Music pretties up, stays slow]

But it's a matter of principle-

not a golden opportunity for you or me.

And it's a matter of principle-

though you clutch at my legs.

[Normalizes]

"What will the others think?" you

gasp, "What will the authorities say?"

And my answer is, "I don't care,

I've never cared at all."

[All music stops for a second, then-]

[Chorus; Loudly; Crescendo]

"I don't love you!

You stole it all away from me!

I don't love you at all!

You're not the one for me!"

Just 'cause father says that we should

marry, I won't, I won't; let them

do what they will, but not with my

sanction, let them fall, like you

out of grace....

[interlude]

[slow; Music is soft and quiet, singer's voice is louder though whispering]

It's not the way I want to live, so you must go.

Remember what Galt said? It's outside the

engine room's door. Go ahead, open it without

speaking the oath, and watch it turn, watch it

all turn to dust.

[All music stops for a second, then-]

[Chorus; Loudly; Crescendo]

"I don't love you!

You stole it all away from me!

I don't love you at all!

You're not the one for me!"

I don't sacrifice, I don't love you-

[Music ceases, but still the last notes reverberate. Much less singing than speaking:]

at all.