Posted by Gabbi on August 3, 2002, at 22:03:22
In reply to Re: Then she said she should be leaving now, posted by Gabbi on August 3, 2002, at 21:46:21
She said whe'd married her an architect,'
who kept her warmand safe and dry,
She would have liked to say she loved the man,
But she didn't like to lie.
I said the years had been a friend to her,
And that her eyes were still as blue,
But in those wyes I wasn't sure if I saw,
Doubt or gratitudeShe said she saw me in the record stores,
and that I must be doing well
I said the audience was heaven
but the travelling was hellWe drank a toast to innocence,
We drank a toast to now,
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness,
But neither one knew how.We drank a toast to innocence We drank a toast to time
Reliving in our eloquence
another 'Auld lang syne'The beer was empty and our tongues were tired
And running out of things to say
She gave a kiss to me as I got out
I felt that old familiar pain
And as I turned to find my way back home
The snow turned into rain..
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