End Of The Line

When the DJ said put your hands in the air

I was the only one left

Tears inna dance floor

Tear inna dancefloor

underneath all the sweat

take it back Take it back to the start

or at least the start of the end

lines were crossed words were said WhatsApp messages left unread

Maybe we should hash it out then

Or just act like nothing happened

 rave 8n the weekend like we planned it, Confirmations all half hearted

sweep the awkward under the rug

end of the night we'll end with a hug I'm sure,

I'm sure

the night had other plans in store

So long, so long

All the stars in disarray

I think of you and it brings me down

So long, so long

and I fall

I think of you, and it brings me down

when you're not quite mates anymore

the air has a weight

do you fancy a bite

we can meet around 10-2

I can send you the menu

nah, let's meet at the venue

I feel us slipping into rearview

battlelines drawn as we meet in the queue

friendly but far from the same crew.

Benji's late we small talk thru the silence

Your shoes look the nicest

How's the job How the missus,

dead conversing to fill the distance

Asked about me, felt like a chance to

lay things out didn't wanna risk that

 your smile, I sorely I miss

now we're at the bar

Benji turned up late in a suit wow

dude, how we gonna blend with the youth, nahmate leave it im not in the mood, nah, It was a joke but I dunno what to do now

some other life

we would be

rowdy rowdy

gun fingers

front rows deep

mad moshing

but now this

 sound systems

 too loud, yknow?

Benji went to the loo, bee lined straight the exit

Marvin and I one last time, locked our weary eyes

lenses reflect a strobe light sun, ice cubes weaken the shot of rum

he blinked, lowered his gaze to his brand new shoes, turned around and was gone

When the DJ said put your hands in the air

Tears inna dance floor

Tear inna dancefloor

underneath all the sweat

So long, so long

All the stars in disarray

I think of you and it brings me down

So long, so long

and I fall

I think of you, and it brings me down

the end of the night finds me sober

I see the back of you, summer nights colder

lights come on long shadow casts over

we head to the exit but not shoulder to shoulder

three safe lads, now lonely soldiers

the crows fly but not as a murder

fat lady sang I couldnt hear her

I only remember the cadence

and we'll be cool

I'll press like on

some of your post

I miss what we were

but I'll never say it