as the end of the year approaches, i wanna say it means a lot to me how much this tweet resonated. this song got so shit on when it was first making it, but i felt compelled to put it out anyway. happy i did
On November 26, 2021, Stephen Sondheim passed away. Three years on, here is something rare and beautiful.
As George maps out his sky, perhaps Sondheim here describes a certain kind of heaven:
As we pass
Through arrangements of shadows
Toward the verticals of trees
Forever.