Where Were You When the Fun Stopped?
Liam King
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People were always surprised to see me But I couldn't figure out why When I stared them in the face they looked at me Like I was going to die For a while I thought I was running From the demons in my back woods But in the end it turned out I'd gone Farther than any man should No one tried to stop me When I balanced on a ledge But by that time I couldn't make sense Of what I, myself had said 1000 Years is a long long time But it's not tomorrow My head was full of questions still And what I had borrowed From the communal knife on my table Looking me in the eye But I never knew how fast He could drive I thought I'd found an answer Within the hexagons of my mind Before the future was laid upon me On coloured sheets of paper, bright and lined Video screens had a hold on me Til I took them by surprise Meaning business means not wearing a suit A drunken hobo cried I saw my love in reflection once Beneath a starry sky But here is not real when you've come and gone enough I lied as I lied And I saw a young girl crying As his mouth told the sad tale Of how he worked so hard, just to see His deep-rooted lover fail A haze had filled the barroom Led by a flourescent blue That tried to hide the facts beneath A well-placed layer of glue So hold on to your lover Hold on for the son Hold the woolen covers over your concealed gun A paved path led up the hillside Through a doorway in my mind Standing at a sea of Nightfall I couldn't see with my own eyes He said drink this now and quickly Then get ready to watch the show As he slept behind his eyelids Which stayed open while they were closed He sometimes had to end things when he needed a bit of rest But he would've felt much better If he'd got those things off of his chest Then why is it 'round April I would feel rarely fooled Til the wind drops on the overpass So low, and cool And I felt the ink stain the paper As I signed it with my pen Knowing that it would be filed in a box Labelled This was Then To be read by a city girl Who'd come to visit, for a while Serving drinks and magic tricks Without any hint of style I didn't want to leave her But my thoughts had been severely stressed By bits of piano and movie clips That played out at her behest But her face was kept out of focus By my own concerned eye So as a serenade played on a guitar hand-made I kissed my nerves goodbye A dedicated Jukebox Played out on the carpeted stage While the band sang Happy Birthday For those who'd just come of age Like a reanimated Corpse Who's seen too much, too soon I was happy to play a number To a quickly-emptying room An eternal voice came calling Unsure of what I'd said I couldn't turn down the comfort Of my own empty bed There's something on my mind today I can't put my finger on A pain in my head that won't fade away Words to an unwritten song Don't replace the things you thought Were never gonna come for you You stretch out beyond all sight, you're forever You You felt the sun rise on yah But I couldn't comprehend I only felt it appropriate To finish to the end Where were you when the fun stopped And when it all broke down Were you crossing a bridge on a moonless night On the dark side of town As I wandered through a forest With my guitar in hand Knee-deep in emotions Too thick to understand
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