REUNIONS
(Carly Simon)
First one in the city
Wearin' all those grass stained jeans
Nothing is forgotten, everyone is pleased.
Someone got his hair cut
The girls have lots to say
His friends had felt more comfortable
With it worn the other way
And I don't know if I'll see you again.
Next one at the old house
Snow is on the ground
Photographs and wine are passed around
Someone toasts an absent friend
Another takes his seat
They gather round the dying fire
But the circle's not complete
And I don't know if I'll see you again
Last one by the highway
Wind blows through thin smiles
Someone made a wrong turn
Missed a joke by miles
Someone got their hair cut
A tear in her eye
But no one even comments -
Except to say 'goodbye'
And I don't know if I'll see you again.
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Ever since you said our love was dead I've come to dread what lies ahead true, I'm going to miss you but let's not skirt the issue-- from now on everything is going to suck. The future ain't what it used to be all the same things are gonna happen to me but they're gonna turn out differently the future ain't what it used to be. I'll still be bored by the same old stuff still falling short of close enough I'm still gonna breathe air but you're not gonna be there seems like a pointless exercise without you the future ain't what it used to be you altered the course of history now you're not gonna