In “Metropolis,” the actors all seem puppets
until you hear the score of Gottfried Huppertz,
performed first in the Friedrichstadtpalast,
and, if you want to understand it, must
be heard again to get to their gestalt.
Without our music, we live in a cult,
and do not understand the moves we’ve made
because we’ve never heard it. We will fade
before our music, waiting for a mu-
sicologist to find it and review
our lives together with what had been missing
while we had silently been reminiscing
unaccompanied by it.
when we can understand our own Metrop-
olis with music like the film of Lang,
and go out with a chorus, not a bang,
believing in a miracle that seemed
to happen, hearing music as we dreamed.