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de Sunday Morning Jazz

I read the letter through a haze of alcohol
A close encounter with the weak and pitiful
Although my conscience said "She's absolutely
right"
The thought was buried in the blindness of the night

I'm free at last
I'm drinking to the past
Those best-forgotten memories are fading fast

And now I'm drowning my sorrows
Here's to you
Dreams of love are finally through
And when I'm frowning my sorrows
Life is sweet
The bitter world is an echo in my heartbeat

The chair is empty where I slaved my years away
Please save your tears for someone else's rainy day
Where once your picture stood, a bottle's in it's
place
Another chapter in my epic fall form grace

I can't believe
That you are so naive
To think that losing you would give me cause to grieve

I thought you really loved me
But what am I gonna do know you are gone

The nights are long
And when the stars are gone
I stagger to my sense and I carry on

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