THE FALL

But their ghosts are still here

If I drink enough beer, I just might see 'em

Cruisin' the room

Sheddin' cocoons, in this museum

 

Where I keep pretendin'

That you'll soon return

To this ol' table meant for two

And we will reunite

And set the story right

Let the past rewind

Back to a warmer time

When all our differences were small

Before the end

Before the fall

Slumped in a chair

Feet in a pair of tired sneakers

Glass full of stout

Blues flowin' out of old speakers

 

Room full of folks

Laughin' and tellin' tall stories

Off-colored jokes

Tales of new schemes and old glories

 

I'll nurse this cold one

While I think of you

Peruse our picture on the wall

You're whisperin' in my ear

I'm grinnin' 'cause you're near

But that was all before the fall

 

I see the scars in the wood

Carved by the good and the wicked

Most are long gone

Sang their swan song, punched their ticket