"Nocturne" as written by and Warren Zevon....
There's a vase full of flowers in the dining room
I'm sprawled out on the floor like a fallen broom
It's three in the morning, I'm lonely, and I miss you

If you could hear me now you would hate me
I've been toasting us like we were dead already
But we aren't dead, are we, I'm sorry, I hope you can forgive me

I know that it's useless and it's maudlin
When you live in the past you're an orphan
But I remember your laughter even after I remember your screaming

Did you think I would change or were you always so wise
Did it sink in slowly or strike between the eyes
I danced on a knife all my life because I thought it was honest

Now I'm a photograph and you're a motion picture
You're gone with the wind and I linger
While all my wine-soaked words turned into vinegar

You see a good lullaby can try to fly with the hymns
But a stolen melody can't even make friends
So I've fallen in with my old skeletons again
And we miss you


Lyrics submitted by shewouldnt

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