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You take a piano

Keys begin

The keys end

You know there are 88 of them
Nobody can tell you any different

They are not infinite

You are infinite

And on those keys, the music
that you can make is infinite

I like that

That I can live by

You get me up on that gangway
and you roll out in front of me

a keyboard of millions
and billions of keys that never end

and that's the truth
Max, that they never end

That keyboard is infinite

And if that keyboard is infinite
then there is no music you can play

You're sitting on the wrong bench

That's God's piano

Christ, did you see the streets?
Just the streets.

There were thousands of them

How do you do it down there?
How do you choose just one?

One woman

One house

One piece of land to call your own
one landscape to look at one way to die?

All that world
just weighing down on you

You don't even know
where it comes to an end

I mean, aren't you ever
just scared of

breaking apart
at the thought of it?

At the enormity of living it?