I Hope to See You Next Time My Friends
Every beginning is a bittersweet ending to what has gone before
I hate to leave a good party - I linger at the exit door
Standing in the tattered streamers and dented red plastic cups
Taking down the lights and speakers, rolling cables up
We all go back to our families
Maybe weary, wasted, and a little short of sleep
For ninety days we wrestled words
And fought with melodies
Now it's at an end
I hope to see you next time, my friends.
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