A Comedy, in one act, three friends walked into a bar.......

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A ballad. I love ballads. Listen to the story in your own language. You know the words, don't you?

With Cigarette in My Hand - Lyrics It was, I remember, many years ago, When I had failed to distinguish between a friend and a foe, When they had invited me ,holding open the pack, When I lost to curiosity, instead of being taken aback, When…

So he’s gone What are you going to do now You lived and breathed for him all these years You can’t do without Just find another Get another one It’s easy to find one to take his place You think you have a void A hole to fill But nothing…

You’re taking me down Breaking me down again Circling around Spinning toward the bottom It’s a place we know Where we always go We can’t get lost We know the way Do we crave the dark Long for misery Embrace the end To only rise again

I wish you could see The beautiful light That surrounds you It touches me, touching you We look at these pictures When we were young Long for yesterday When we knew nothing Now we know so much Too many things Why can’t we let go Forget everything…

In the moment So alive Taunting death Every color sings Every smell Breathe deep Open wide All is new Sounds inspire Electric space Shed the skin Of the old All is new All is new Take my hand Run so fast We’re alive Taunting death

I miss the smell of your hands Your breath The feel of your skin We didn’t have to talk Just understood What the other was We are of the same But we knew The end would come Time is no friend We are not healed The pain is old But feels new…