I Knew Nothing

There you sat, Pouring your soul into a song That would turn Beethoven red in shame, Pounding at the ivory keys As if your life depended On that one melody. I felt your sadness then, Even if I didn't recognize it. I felt the anguish tearing at your heart Though I didn't really know. And even later, When you broke down And went home crying Afraid to face the reality of death I didn't feel for you, Or at least not the same way As I felt when you sat Striking haunting chords and dying notes, In the cold twighlit dawn, And I knew nothing.