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Brian Holmes: Music

Life Of The Party

(Brian Holmes)
"Life of the Party"

I see confetti painting the floor,
A rainbow torn to shreds.
I see taillights melt in the snow,
As the guests retreat again.
Will you stay for awhile?
Will you stay with me for awhile?
As the distances grow and the less we know of ourselves.

I see their faces laughing at me,
Laughing circles 'round my eyes.
The fragile clown shell, paper thin,
From the waters of my life.

Could you stay for awhile?
Could you stay with me for awhile?
As the distances grow and the less we know of ourselves.

A leafless tree outside the window beside me,
Leans toward me wanting heat, wanting life.
I'll wear a hat, I'll pop a balloon,
I'll exchange a glance, spill wine on the past.
But I will not grow despondent tonight,
For I will never be myself again.

All alone in the ballroom now,
And the chaos stretched around.
The warmth of happy people gone,
And the ghosts have gathered now.

Will they stay for awhile?
Will they stay with me for awhile?
As the distances grow and the more I fear of myself.

A leafless tree outside the window beside me,
Leans toward me wanting heat, wanting life.
I'll wear a hat, I'll pop a balloon,
I'll exchange a glance, spill wine on the past.
But I will not grow despondent tonight,
For I will never be myself again.

Will you stay for awhile?
Will you stay with me for awhile?
As the distances grow and the less we know of ourselves.