My final challenge attempt for the night is for sfdetroiter. I hope it does her pantoum, 40, justice...It's a relatively simple tune, but the words are fantastic! I loved the structure and beauty behind the words...and also she dared me to do this record specifically, so I hope I made it worth your while, sfdetroiter.

While the RECord is resourced, here are the "lyrics":

Must this dark picture be my destiny?
In your penned note, I hear my own voice call…
The windows turn to mirrors at night-fall,
As I act scenes from your blind prophecy.

In your penned note, I hear my own voice call –
The woman you were, I will one day be.
As I act scenes from your blind prophecy,
I watch my life drip slowly down the wall:

The woman you were, I will one day be.
Here, in your last words, you describe it all –
I watch my life drip slowly down the wall;
I grope to salvage what is left of me.

Here in your last words you describe it all.
Must this dark picture be my destiny?
I grope to salvage what is left of me…
The windows turn to mirrors at night-fall.

(See? Told you it was fantastic.)