Let me ask you something. Is it worse
When you are certain and you reverse
Your opinion? I was sure Beethoven was better,
And now I’m sure Mozart is the greater composer.
Is it good to change your mind?
And when you love her, and then you don’t, is the song
Which played in your heart still right, or now wrong?
Beethoven transported me to places
I cannot describe. But now look at these faces.
Do they care that Mozart and Beethoven changed places
For me, tonight, as I listened to Mozart’s piano concerto in D minor again?
They are completely bored. They don’t want to argue with me.
Look at them. They are bored. You see it immediately.
I want people who understand me and love me.
Maybe I’m crazy. I want it all.
The greenery. The argument. The concert hall.