Now it's 33rd & Grand again
Johnny Powers stands fast at hand
With your laughter rolling around in my head
It begs wonder of what could have been?
A walking away or a message sent?
Well a message was sent
It's like happy hour's come and gone
But the jukebox keeps barreling on
Old us's with skips in the song
Y'know it sounds alright
But sometimes what they say, it's true
There's really only so much one can go through
So I'm saving this seat for you
Incase you're here tonight
But you're not here tonight
Fuck this, sick of thinking
Right now it's time for drinking
Yeah, I know you've heard that rhyme before
I don't care, it means more
It means more right here
This fog that's settled in is dense
It's hard to shoot the breeze
In the present tense
I don't know what you meant?
But yeah a message was sent
And now last call's come and gone
And the jukebox clips the final song
But here I am still singing along
Because it just feels right
And the seat that I saved's still here
And I can picture your voice so clear
Singing off-key into your beer
With me, here tonight
But you're not here tonight
Now I curse the incidental
That turns so sentimental
As I him my little tune to the night
'Cause tonight I guess I'm drinking alone
And you know I'd like to think
That, again, we'll share a drink
I just got to know it won't be tonight
But today I'm not drinking alone
Yeah, today I'm not singing alone
I know I'm never more singing alone

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