I really hope you're happy,
And really that's no lie,
But last night when I saw you I just
Couldn't see the sparkle
In your eyes.
I couldn't hear your laugh.
I couldn't see that smile.
Because I just couldn't focus
Past your glass of wine.
The one that you deemed garbage, but
The best they've got
In this shithole dive.
The whole town sunk beneath you,
Then swallowed me inside.
Now you walk the walk,
Talk the talk,
Dress the part,
In someone else's shoes, and words,
And clothes they dress you up in,
And it breaks my heart.
The you I knew is gone.
The hills I once called home
Are dead with silence.
They just don't sing
The way they used to.
The golden glow is gone.
The magic left with you.
I thought I caught a glimpse of you.
A few times today
In window glass, a bus that passed,
The mirror with which I'm standing
Face to face.
But somehow you were lost
Beneath a veil of age.
Now you walk the walk,
Talk the talk,
Dress the part,
In someone else's shoes, and words,
And clothes they dress you up in,
And it breaks my heart.
The you I knew is gone.
Artist: The Brian Jonestown Massacre
Artist: Ella Fitzgerald
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