A Lovely Afair

Everyone that i ever knew

Was crammed into a little building with a concrete floor

Dimly lit, it smelled of stale smoke

And friends were choking back the tears that they had come there for

And i was in a little jar upon the stage

Where all my records and guitars were neatly placed

Left of the tables of food

Sat two girls i could not recall speaking to

And one told the other “don't cry,

We still have three of the others it will be alright”

And i was hovering overhead, taking it in

I could not believe he's dead; he was just beginning to begin

And there were a number of speeches

Where people said what they didn't want me to know

Telling all types of secrets

I wish i would have had a clue five days ago

It would have been quite a surprise

For me to look them dead in the eyes, and say:

“well, it was a lovely affair

People cared more than i had ever thought they would.”

Some kids stole what was left of the booze,

The cleanup crew worked as hard as they thought they should

And i was in a little jar upon the stage.

I could not believe he's dead; he was just beginning to begin