Old picture house
Not seen a film
For many years
Old picture house
Crumbles into
Rain sodden earth
The taxi rank
Waits for business
And I'm
I'm going for a drive
Even now I can see her
Even now I can hear her
Sitting there talking to me
Laughing all night long
All I have is a memory
Even these they are fading
And the ones that are older
They are almost
Gone is all my self control
I submerge in alcohol
One weekend that
Lasted years
Saying goodbye
Through my tears
Left behind the
Friends I know
I know it hurt them they
Told me so
They'll found out when
It's their turn
All I know is
Life goes on from here