Although the song they are composing does not have words, it can still be sung, like John Coltrane’s “Giant Steps.”. The next stanza the speaker continues to remember her state of mind when she was living with her family, writing their music. Autoplay next video. one of the sirens in But Pygmalion, the master sculptor, took this a step further. their bottoms Across the sleeping sea, into a shroud of twilight, but there is still the muted thud of pointy shoes this warm rush inside my blood from all i could not yet see. No matter what it seems the mind is always trying to boss the heart around – but the heart wants, what the heart wants!! At the time she did not know that she was “listening” or “singing.” Harper could not understand in the moment that she was a participant in the composition. wills something imagined, which it believes exists. Showing 1 to 20 of 1,943 Podcasts Sorry I haven’t been able to find the date but at a guess i’d say the last 2-3 years. 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