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The Wedding of a Broken Man

January 30, 2015
By Fraser Scott BRONZE, Paisley, Other
Fraser Scott BRONZE, Paisley, Other
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The grand piano is out of tune
I sit myself in an empty room
Shirt untucked and life a mess
I take a drink to loneliness

I still see the dancers dancing
And hear the swing band playing
In my head it swirls around
Like I'm on a great old cloud

The people have left the stage
The patrons, I have felt their rage
As I took a drunk man to the ground
And on the floor I did pound

This is my wedding song
My bride is upstairs crying
Now there will be no more lying
She married a failure of a man
I tried to wash my sins away
With a bottle of whiskey
But that bottle became three
And the whiskey became me

I am sorry for what I've done
I don't want you to run
For I love you so my dear
If you can see me through your tears

The dance floor is etched with the scratches
An echo of my life
I don't expect you to stay with me in my time of strife
I cut the glass
I bleed out fast
I don't suppose our love will last
Till death do us part
For after I do part this earth
Is when your love shall start 



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