I met her when I was in my early twenties
And never thought I'd miss her
She was a waitress at the Denny's
Where I worked as a dishwasher
Her boyfriend drove a Sirocco and played guitar
Didn't like the fact I boxed and lifted weights
Or that I liked to smoke the occasional cigar
Never knew I dreamed of being W. B. Yeats
The years rolled on by
Couldn't tell you the last time I thought of her
Before yesterday
It came out of the blue, an odd recollection
As I sat reading the paper at breakfast
An article about suicide in the Entertainment section
Brought on memories of that Texas tempest
And the day I got to work and everyone was quiet
My loud "Hey everybody" echoing in the room
Andy told me what happened and I fell silent
The place suddenly dark and cold as a tomb
The years have rolled on by
Couldn't tell you the last time I had thought of her
Before yesterday
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