finishing T和hat

George: (Looking through his sketches)
Mademoiselles...
You and me, pal...
Second bottle...
Ah, she looks for me...
Bonnet flapping...
Yapping...
Ruff!...
Chicken...
Pastry...
Yes, she looks for me--good.
Let her look for me to tell me why she left me--
As I always knew she would.
I had thought she understood.
They have never understood,
And no reason that they should.
But if anybody could...
Finishing the hat.
How you have to finish the hat.
How you watch the rest of the world
From a window
While you finish the hat.
Mapping out a sky.
What it feels like, planning a sky.
How it feels when voices that come
Through the window
Go
Until they distance and die.
Until theres nothing but sky.
And how youre always turning back too late
From the grass or the stick
Or the dog or the light,
How the kind of woman willing to waits
Not the kind that you want to find waiting
To return you to the night,
Dizzy from the height,
Coming from the hat.
Studying the hat.
Entering the world of the hat.
Reaching through the world of the hat
Like a window,
Back to this one from that.
Studying a face,
Stepping back to look at a face
Leaves a little space in the way like a window.
But to see--
Its the only way to see.
And when the woman that you wanted goes,
You can say to yourself, 'Well, I give what I give.'
But the woman who wont wait for you know
That however you live,
Theres a part of you always standing by,
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