a revision of friendship
somewhere in the heat of it all
we started making love
with the lights on
I guess it was about time,
we've known each other long enough
and somewhere in some dark sports bar
in some bitter cold dead town
just a ghost and a memory to us now
over drinks we didn't buy
cause seriously,
no barkeep in their right mind
charges the homecoming king and queen
for anything
we decide to make love for the rest of our lives
and it's ours
something unspoken
that single bar room moment
and you'll go home to your wife or lover
as I do the same
somewhere down the road
and we'll never bank on anything
I'll just find you
or you'll find me
if the mood is right
somewhere where the lights are on
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