From this afternoon's Happy Hour soundtrack...
Now the things that I remember seem so distant and so small
Though it hasn't really been that long a time
What I was seeing wasn't what was happening at all
Although for a while, our path did seem to climb
But when you see through love's illusions, there lies the danger
And your perfect lover just looks like a perfect fool
So you go running off in search of a perfect stranger
While the loneliness seems to spring from your life
Like a fountain from a pool
Can I get a frickin' sigh? (sigh)
Oh, well... the beer and cigar are both pretty danged good, so we should be thankful for those things that remain while remembering the things that have passed... and fondly, at that.
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