Across the room, over the counter
There is that smile, there is that laughter
He pours their shots and fills their mugs
Another voice somewhere yells, "Chug! Chug!
Chug!"
Yes, there are voices everywhere
Some you hear, some just flake
Yes, they're always celebrating here
Some success and some heartbreaks
"So what is your story?" I asked him, but he
did not tell
Instead the conversation moved to me, my life, my hurt
and my hell
I have lived, risen into the clouds of love and fallen
into an abyss of sorrow
"But you need to move on", he said, and I
just replied, "Not today, Maybe tomorrow."
Today there will be no more amplifications of my
heartache
Today I get intoxicated, today I forget
Today I just look at that man who seems to have lost
his cat, or was it a dog?
Today I hear a lovely young couple sing in an alcohol
induced twang
Today I see college kids celebrate their freedom, or mask
their pain
Today I find everyone, my family, my friends, within
these confines
Today I forget, I forget there is a world outside
And yet with every sun-up, I go out the door
But until then, what is the hurry?
