John T. Wurzer - Brief Candle

Brought himself into the parlor where Lucy and Vivian played
Two handed bridge for tequila shots and a chance to get laid

Burned out another brief candle
The story is now at an end
You always grow tired of your lover
You never get bored with a friend

The windows were sucking a lime slice while the poet got lost in his pants
The parlor was green yellow hazy with teardrops of mopped up romance

Burned out another brief candle
The story is now at an end
You always grow tired of your lover
You never get bored with a friend

And suddenly out by the window the sky muttered blackness and fear
The room filled with red indecision while somebody whispered I hear

I burned out another brief candle
The story is now at an end
You always grow tired of your lover
You never get bored with a friend

Lucy went running for shelter while Vivian stared through the floor
The poet got lost in a love song and silence came asking for more

I burned out another brief candle
The story is now at an end
You always grow tired of your lover
You never get bored with a friend

He brought himself out of the parlor and rested a hand on his eyes
This time the moment was stolen next time he'll wear a disguise

I burned out another brief candle
The story is now at an end
You always grow tired of your lover
You never get bored with a friend
You always grow tired of your lover
You never get bored with a friend

Written by:
John Wurzer

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