
Once I thought I saw you in a crowded, hazy bar
Dancing on the light from star to star
And like a puff of smoke you drifted slowly out the window.
Set free, and you left your hat on-
The Bar
To shade somebody else’s eyes.
At another happy hour.
Was machts du

Once I thought I saw you in a crowded, hazy bar
Dancing on the light from star to star
And like a puff of smoke you drifted slowly out the window.
Set free, and you left your hat on-
The Bar
To shade somebody else’s eyes.
At another happy hour.

Of those little things in life
Birds ………..their song and how they share the world with us.


To call your Dad when you hear a really cool song.
It is one he never heard or cared to hear. You miss the indifference of it all.