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My sweetie was talking about plucked instruments and said, "It's all decay." I said, "That's a song!" Three years later, here it is.

My sweetie didn't just provide the title; she also picked up a violin after a pause of 60 years and spent hours coming up with what you hear here. Marilyn, thank you for your courage and collaboration.

I also want to thank my brother Ross who three months ago, when he knew he was dying, kindly gave me a Fender Jazz bass. This is the first time I've played it (or any bass). He was, if possible, even more crazy about music than I am, and a real bass player to boot. I hope he would have liked this song.

Hand off the fretboard Bow off the strings So what’s this thing that still rings?

. It’s all decay . It’s all decay . But there are overtones that fill the room when we no longer play

That sun has left town Now comes the night So how’s the light still so bright?

. It’s all decay . It’s all decay . But there are cottontails discernible beyond the end of day

Car quits the driveway Taillights disappear So why’s it clear you’re still here?

. It’s all decay . It’s all decay . But there’s a constancy that holds our hearts while you must be away

It’s all, it’s all It’s all decay It’s all, it’s all It’s all decay Decay