Story Behind The Song

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Song Description

FRUSTRATION AND CONFUSION OF LOSING ONE LOVE AND FINDING ANOTHER.

Lyrics

Farwell to the End

Have you heard the news, I?m feelin? blues, standin? in the rain in my black top shoes
Lord I feel confused, I feel so amused.
But it?s ok, it happens every single day, man you should have heard the words she had to say? as she walked away, back into yesterday?.

And now love is a simple mystery? it leaves you cryin? in some cold misery.

Now her tears are fears and they follow with cheers.
For years she hears his voice in the mirrors.
It?s clear he?s near, standing on memory?s peer.

But her company, it don?t me much to me.
It?s free, no fee, just a-lettin? it be. What is not his is just a chanceful memory.

Now the jester walks in and he tells me again
No way, no day, cold foes go away.
She ain?t no friend, don?t you ever let her in once again.
And he says that?

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She returns to the fire where she burns like a liar,
Cold toes, cold nose, cold heart, and cold desire
She weeps diamonds of lust and all her love is a fainting dust.

But now he?s like you standing like a statue
In a parade down on Park Place avenue
So proud so loud, so fine, so divine. So much like you.

It?s not poetry, it?s not art or song
When it?s right it?s wrong there?s no need to be strong
Just move on down the road, so dark, so cold, and so alone.