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Many a moon ago
I danced in tune
With our songs
And you asked how each song
Could be so beautiful
Afterward
The rose tinted glasses
Fell from my eyes
And I moved on
To a better place
With better people
Who are my few precious friends
And I saw that we never happened at all
Was it just a dream then?
Or was it a harsh reality?
I don't know and I'm past caring
I'm a hundred miles away
Rolling down the freeway
And darling, you aren't even pretty anymore
The Bilge Master
