I Need to Talk to You

Music: Fugue.
From the Quintet in G Minor for violins, viola, cello, and piano.
By Dmitri Shostakovich.
Sequenced by Dmitri Bachovich, at
Kunst der Fuge.

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PARENTS:

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I need to talk to you, my dear,
Of many, many things:
Of what I wish and what I dream
And what my silence sings;

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Of all the things I want for you
And all the things I fear,
And all the things I try to say
But never can make clear.

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I wish that you could know me, yet
I'm glad that you do not.
Sometimes I see in you the unformed
Person I forgot.

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I wish I could protect you
From all that conquered me,
And make of you a mirror of
The self I could not be.

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CHILDREN:

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I need to talk to you, right now!
I've got a lot to say
About the way you handle me
And why I act this way.

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I know you love me, though sometimes
Your anger's all I see.
But if I do just what you want,
Then I'll be you, not me.

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I need to get you off my back
And also have you near.
I need to learn the limits of
My courage and my fear.

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I need to ramble on my own
And sometimes, yes, get lost,
And touch the heart of ecstasy
Regardless of the cost.

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GRANDPARENTS:

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I need to talk to all of you,
I am so much alone.
I hope that you can spare for me
Five minutes on the phone.

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My life was once so full of life,
So packed with toil and love.
Now it's full of memories
That dance but do not move.

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You do not know me really now --
To you I'm mainly old,
Befuddled, frail, incompetent,
A child you have to scold.

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But inside I'm still mainly me,
The one who made you, you,
Now a husk without a seed
And little left to do.

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ALL:

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I need to talk to you, I need
All of you to know
The me I think of as myself,
The me I rarely show.

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By those I love the most, I find
That I'm most often seen
Through acts I would undo and words
I do not really mean.

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I need to tell you everything
That bursts within my heart,
Simply, just the way it is,
With neither craft nor art.

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I need you all to see me
With love and sympathy,
And so I need to talk to you --
You need to talk to me?

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