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The Last Note
(Verse 1)
The lights are dim, shadows stretch across the room.
A saxophone wails softly,
its cry like the wind through empty streets.
Each note lingers, suspended in the air,
fading before it finds its way home.
(Chorus)
The last note is never the end,
it’s a doorway,
a pause filled with what could have been.
It trembles,
then disappears into the stillness.
(Verse 2)
The pianist’s hands move like they’ve lived a hundred lives,
their touch delicate, deliberate,
each chord searching for meaning.
The bassist closes his eyes,
listening for something deeper,
a truth buried in the sound.
(Chorus)
The last note is never the end,
it’s a doorway,
a pause filled with what could have been.
It trembles,
then disappears into the stillness.
(Bridge)
In the quiet, there is everything.
The weight of love,
the ache of loss,
the fleeting beauty of the moment.
Jazz doesn’t promise answers,
only questions left to wander.
(Outro)
The music fades, but the room still hums,
as if holding its breath,
afraid to let go.
We sit in the silence,
wrapped in the echoes of the last note,
waiting for it to come back.