Bar Stories

Intoxicated words of wisdom

From the old man

On the corner bar stool

He's been there

He's seen it all

He has goofy old stories

He loves to tell

We sit and we listen

To his stories from then

He slobbers round proud

Then he finishes them

A round of drinks

For the people he meets

He only wants somebody to listen to him

I haven't seen him in a while

I wonder if he's worn out

if he's dead right now

I won't forget

The look in his eyes

Happy but sad

He knows

And we know

That his stories are lies.

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