Being at a party, hearing some song, drinking. Remember little else but the song. I say 'fuck' once, so I put in a warning. Even though I don't care. Fuck the fucking kids.
Lyrics
Last night I heard such beautiful singing,
the notes personified themselves and sauntered out of view.
And though the note's departure was no less than intriguing,
I was captured by the singing, held captive by the singing.
NEVER COULD READ MUSIC, BUT I CAN READ LIPS,
THEY OPEN AND CLOSE, THEY SEND MORSE CODE TO MY SENSES.
LET'S DRINK ANOTHER AND LOOSEN OUR TOUNGES
CAN WE MAKE BEAUTIFUL MUSIC WHILE WE'RE YOUNG?
So cold, all alone
My vocal chords can't seem to find the friction
The source of the voice just walked away
before I could ask my question:
"In all seriousness, where have you been all my life?"
