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Woke up this morning
Just another day.
Had a shower, got dressed
Turned the computer on.
Scanning the news headlines, i couldn't believe my eyes
There in bold print it read: "Dave Matthews Band Saxophonist Dies"

There must have been a mistake
Was it some kind of cruel joke>
"Complications from a vehicle accident," I read
And then Dave's hearfelt words.

To think that Fate had blown the candle
Of such a beautiful life
Is simply to hard to believe
And my heart goes out to his friends and family.
I wrote this song as my own little eulogy
I never met him in person but his music touched me
I simply wish to put my feelings in a song
And hopefully understand what went wrong.

May God rest his soul...

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Rolling waterfalls of candy bar wrappers
tumbling across the street like a monster’s breath
whipping a small twister around my feet
before settling on the park bench next to an old man
who turns from his paper and vanishes
leaving a couple of pigeons,
who (agitated at losing their perch)
pick up his paper and leave.

Anywhere else and I would have been (shocked) surprised,
but here I just turn and find myself staring at the old man
who’s busy chatting up some (hooker) girl and hailing a cab.

Well it’s a neon nightmare
concrete jungle
with its million-dollar dreams
and its mumbo-jumbo
while the government conspires
buildings get higher
till they all come falling down

Well, I’m the king of the castle
and your just the dirty rascal
playing fool for us all
but your cover is wearing thin
Yes, you’ve fallen from your wall
but who will put you back together again

Well, the city of light
is a city alight
and I’m thinking of making the change
‘cause the city of light
is a city alight
and I’m burning with a heart aflame.

Drinking from the top of a broken bottle
dancing away like there’s no tomorrow
breaking the law cause it’s hard to follow
the rules when the only rule is to have fun

Chorus

Rolling waterfalls of candy bar wrappers
tumbling across the street like a monster’s breath
whipping a small twister around my feet
before settling on the park bench next to an old man
who turns from his paper and vanishes

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it’s been another long year
another lonely day
another night spent
trying to get away
hours drag on to hours
days blur into weeks
been down so long, baby,
surprised my head ain’t stuck to me feet

Well I’m dry as a bone

wise men say
“son, you just worry too much
you keep up this behavior
you’ll end up in stuck in the mud”
my guide is on vacations
sipping martinis in the sun
while my mind ran out the window
like he just got shot out of a gun

Yes, I’m dry as a bone

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I think I saw you in my sleep, the other night
When all my dreams like little angels all took flight
I think I might have seen you cry, and all those tears lie in your lap
Rise and fall against my back
No longer forced to interact, I think I might

I think I taste you in the night, lover
I think I taste you and I think that I might like the way you taste
Like memories and reveries and fantasies
I think I might, I think I might, I think I

I think I mistook you for a queen, darling,
I think you took me in your dreams and painted scenes
Of mysteries too deep to feel but real enough
To break the subtle hold of trust
I think I need time to adjust, honey

You left a letter in my heart, it took all this time to read
You left a letter and it fractured but I found it soon enough
And it put everything to rest and I confess I thought it right
Until I found you in the night

But I will put it right,
This love of mine,
I will take it out into the night.
I will put it straight,
This heart of mine,
I will take it out into the liquid night.
And I will lose this fight,
This token battle,
I will lose my war but it won’t matter.
I will put it right,
This love of ours,
I will take it to the night.

I think I saw you in my sleep, and all my dreams will set you free
And then together we will be inside this moment holding hands
And twisting hearts just in this moment we are whole and I believe
This is the beginning of a beautiful I don’t know

And at last this time will be ours
No longer taste you in my sleep
You are here with me
And this is real
At least for now
At least for now

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sitting on a bench,
they turn to talking –
each hoping the other sees through their lies,
each knowing the conclusion before it is reached –
a time honoured ritual amongst
ex lovers passing time as friends

she speaks first,
as if pre-empting his thoughts
and lays out again why they are here,
why they could, and will, never be
whilst he half listens, half dreams of her
lying sleeping in his arms

he knows when she will stop,
stepping in with the right words at the right time
like a perfectly choreographed dance routine.
whilst they exchange steps, she imagines what it would be like
to taste those lips
just once again

time passes unnoticed,
people wander by, some lingering as if to observe
only to continue unaffected.
after a while, they look into each other’s eyes
just a beat too long to be just a friendly look
each hoping to see in the other what they feel inside

at last, they stand together,
perfectly in time and hug
pausing in the warmth of the embrace just a fraction too long
before one breaks away, painfully,
and they say their goodbyes.

the bench watches them impassively
ghosts of their conversations lingering in its tired wooden frame.
it almost seems to sigh as they pass away into the distance,
only every unspoken word left between.