I Miss the Music

Curtains movie

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Cioffi (spoken):

You see what I'm saying? The song itself is kind of lackluster. It lacks ..



Chris:

Yes?



Cioffi:

Luster.



Chris:

I agree. We need a completely new composition, one that's catchier than pink eye. I'll leave you to it.



Cioffi:

Well, at least now you'll have a few minutes alone with your piano.



Aaron:

Alone, yeah.



Cioffi:

Could I ask, only because I've wondered this my entire life--which would normally come first, the music or the lyric?



Aaron:

Same answer as the chicken or the egg.



Cioffi:

Ah, so it's the lyric.



Aaron:

No. It can start with a note. Which can become a phrase. And then you try hanging words off each branch, like trimming a

tree.



Cioffi:

Sounds easy enough.



Aaron:

Really? Well don't talk about love

Or you'll have to say "fits like a glove"

Or "As certain as push comes to shove"

You will pine for the woman you're constantly thinking of

You see the problem.



Cioffi:

Dangling participle. So you suggest staying away from love?



Aaron:

At all costs. And don't mention your life

Or you'll have to say "cuts like a knife"

Or refer to the heartbreak and strife

When you find that you're missing your ...



Cioffi:

Missing?



Aaron:

What?



Cioffi:

You were saying what you miss.



Aaron:

No I meant that, well ...

(sung)I miss the music

I miss the song

Since she’s not with me

It comes out wrong

It doesn’t matter

How hard I try

I’ve lost the music

I don’t know why

You may have known

Before I met her

I wrote alone

But if you ask me

What I prefer

I’d say the music

I wrote with her

When you’re writing a song

And you’ve a partner

The room is filled with jokes and chatter

She says something

You say something

She writes a line

You play a vamp

But when you’re writing a song

Without a partner

That’s a completely different matter

No one tells you “That’s not funny”

No one says “Let’s cut that bar”

No one makes you better than you are

I can’t pretend

I miss the music

I miss my friend

No need to ask me

What I prefer

I choose the music

I wrote with her

I liked the music

I made with …



Georgia (spoken):

Aaron, I forgot my lyric. Can you believe it? Me.



Aaron:

Well you’re not the lyricist now, you’re the star.

Georgia? Break a leg.



Georgia:

Thanks. You can finish the song without me?



Aaron:

I’m a one-man band.

(sung)

I miss the music

I miss my friend

No need to ask me

What I prefer

I choose the music

I wrote with her

I loved the music

I made with her



[Thanks to Twoey, Kolbe H for lyrics]