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Wednesday, August 09, 2006

At Closing Time

At Closing Time
*
You've got your poison,
I've got mine.
I've got religion,
You've got wine.
You say, "Just one more drink?"
I say, "Thanks, but I'm fine."
Let's see who's still standing
At closing time.
*
We're so diffferent -
So much the same.
We both need something
For the pain.
Something to hold on to,
To help us over the line;
But who'll still be standing
At closing time?
*
At closing time the Barman's bell is ringing,
It's a sound that finally breaks the spell;
And there's a chorus of drunken angels singing,
On their way to heaven or to hell.
*
I look in the mirror -
Who do I see?
How much is you?
How much is me?
How'd I even get here,
And how'd I blur the line?
And who'll still be standing
At closing time?
*
At closing time the Barman's bell is ringing,
It's a sound that finally breaks the spell;
And there's a chorus of drunken angels singing,
On their way to heaven or to hell.
*
God's in his Heaven,
But all's not well.
This ship is sinking -
Can't you tell?
Now who will man a lifeboat
And who'll be in the brine?
It's one or the other
At closing time.
*
Copyright Geoff Gannon
Secret Spring Music , 2005.

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