This Lyric is: #092

Another Golden One
©2002 Michael Hughes dba The Worry Knot

So, I didn't really know you really--
just the way that people pass by the cubes of our lives
as screen-savers swirl behind the ends of days
and the tiny conversations of
music and motorcycle rides
and the things the coming weeks may bring.

Been trying my best to remember
the last thing I said, the last time we met.
You, with your newly-shaved head,
looking so tough and true that I thought I knew
you were kicking in the ass of this crazy,
crazy, crazy, crazy Thing.

(chorus)
Twenty-thousand-odd days walking under the sun
seems like much but it's not--you'd barely just begun.
Oh....another golden one
who's gone too soon.
And I'm missing you.

There's a full-blown drama
that orbits every point
on the curve, on the circle of our lives.
They go 'round and 'round
and some fly away or fall to the ground.
From dust we all came--ah, but ain't it a shame
when someone falls from the stage?
The playwright spills his ink
and the curtain hits the cast,
breaking all our backs.

(chorus)

Up on the top shelf your book will go
and I'll sit and watch the evening sun creep and glow
along the row of golden spines
whose stories end before their time.

[This message has been edited by Brian Austin Whitney (edited 08-31-2002).]