The Time Of Your Life

January 5, 2009
The lights go up like the rising of the sun,
and the crowd screams.
You hear the footsteps, and the strumming of the guitars,
but you can’t see their faces.
Everyone in the room knows that they’re there.
Your heart beats quickly, as if to the beat of the drum,
waiting for your favorite song to start.
Then you hear, “HELLO, WISCONSIN.”
And you know the night you have been waiting for
is finally starting.

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