[DAHL] I saw the dedication. “To Nikolai Dahl.” Thank you [RACH] Well, thank you [DAHL] I'll see you again next week? [RACH] Yes, Yes you will Oh—do I owe you anything? [DAHL] Do you owe me anything? [RACH] Yes [DAHL] Oh my dear You owe me thunder You owe me Russia You owe me vibration and resonance And the shaking of my bones You owe me cloves and lavender And asteroids hurtling through space And dances on tabletops And gla**es smashed on the floor You owe me twilight Midnight and sunrise Rage and fury in a dance of minor thirds On the very highest keys of the piano And deep dark bells Tolling at the bottom of the melancholy sea And lilacs White lilacs You owe me all of this For centuries to come