recurrence

The CD grows and grows on me. It plays fine for the first 4 or 5 tracks. Then it gets to one, which starts beautifully. I can listen to the opening for an age, and I do. For the CD sticks about 90 seconds in, it snags like a loose bit of thread. The following line recurs again and again: of a secret is hard to keep. Unlike most songs where the CD jumps, this track is so beautiful that it almost sounds right, like a round, a sound which makes you sigh and sigh, never knowing how the song should end.