Her Memory Was Scattered Over The Pacific

 

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