The title is taken from the poem Song by George Szirtes. The poem seems to explain what I was trying to do in this piece. To me, the poem describes a song the poet would sing "if I had a voice to sing it". In same way, I have written a piece which tries to describe another piece which I would have liked to have written, but could not. What is left is the essence of a piece, a description of it, of a piece which could never exist. The poem ends "but it's as if I heard that singing now", and so hopefully does the piece. This piece is dedicated to Rose Berney.