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"My god it's so perverted,
to call yourself a legend,
'cause I never met a hero,
who would leave you in the trenches."

"And I don't mean to be so crass about the situation,
but it's easier than breaking down.
The reason in your loose interpretation,
in a sea of mother ****ers man, you were no salvation."

"Operator?
Well, could you help me place this call?
See, the number on the matchbook is old and faded

She's living in L.A.
with my best old ex-friend Ray
A guy she said she knew well and sometimes hated

But isn't that the way they say it goes?

Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number
if you can find it
So I can call just to
tell them I'm fine

And to show...
I've overcome the blow,

I've learned to take it well
I only wish my words
Could just convince myself
That it just wasn't real,
but that's not the way it feels

Operator?
Well, could you help me place this call?
I can't read the number that you just gave me.

There's something in my eyes,
You know, it happens every time;
I think about a love that I thought would save me.

But isn't that the way they say it goes?

Well, let's forget all that
And give me the number
if you can find it
So I can call just to
tell them I'm fine

And to show...
I've overcome the blow...

Operator?
Well, let's forget about this call.
There's no one there
I really wanted to talk to.
Thank you for your time,
You've been so much more than kind.
And you can keep the dime."

-Jim Croche

"Same Old Lang Syne"

Met my old lover in the grocery store
The snow was falling Christmas Eve
I stole behind her in the frozen foods
And I touched her on the sleeve

She didn't recognize the face at first
But then her eyes flew open wide
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse
And we laughed until we cried

We took her groceries to the checkout stand
The food was totaled up and bagged
We stood there lost in our embarrassment
As the conversation dragged

Went to have ourselves a drink or two
But couldn't find an open bar
We bought a six-pack at the liquor store
And we drank it in her car

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how

She said she'd married her an architect
Who kept her warm and safe and dry
She would have liked to say she loved the man
But she didn't like to lie

I said the years had been a friend to her
And that her eyes were still as blue
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I
Saw doubt or gratitude

She said she saw me in the record stores
And that I must be doing well
I said the audience was heavenly
But the traveling was hell

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to now
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness
But neither one knew how

We drank a toast to innocence
We drank a toast to time
Reliving in our eloquence
Another 'auld lang syne'

The beer was empty and our tongues were tired
And running out of things to say
She gave a kiss to me as I got out
And I watched her drive away

Just for a moment I was back at school
And felt that old familiar pain
And as I turned to make my way back home
The snow turned into rain.

She's been afraid to go out
She's afraid of the knock on her door
There's always a shade of a doubt
She can never be sure
Who comes to call
Maybe the friend of a friend of a friend
Anyone at all
Anything but nothing again
It used to be her town
It used to be her town, too
It used to be her town
It used to be her town, too
Seems like even her old girlfriends
Might be talking her down
She's got her name on the grapevine
Running up and down
The telephone line
Talking 'bout
Someone said, someone said
Something 'bout, something else
Someone might have said about her
She always figured that they were her friends
But maybe they can live without her
It used to be her town
It used to be her town, too
It used to be her town
It used to be her town, too
Well, people got used to seeing them both together
But now he's gone and life goes on
Nothing lasts forever, oh no
She gets the house and the garden
He gets the boys in the band
Some of them his friends
Some of them her friends
Some of them understand
Lord knows that this is just a small town city
Yes, and everyone can see you fall
It's got nothing to do with pity
I just wanted to give you a call
It used to be your town
It used to be my town, too
You never know 'till it all falls down
Somebody loves you
Somebody loves you
Darling, somebody still loves you
I can still remember
When it used to be her town, too
It used to be your town
It used to be my town, too

They said I was found
By the side of a road
There were tracks all around
It had recently snowed
In the darkness and cold
The wind in the trees
A girl with no name
And no memories, but these
Rain against a window
Sheets upon a bed
Terrifying nurses
Whispering overhead
“Call the child Anya
Give the child a hat”
I don’t know a thing before that
Traveling the back roads
Sleeping in the wood
Taking what I needed
Working when I could
Keeping up my courage
As foolish as it seems
At night all alone in my dreams
In my dreams
Shadows call
There’s a light
At the end of a hall
Then my dreams
Fade away
But I know it all will come back
One day
I dream of a city
Beyond all compare
Is it Paris?
Paris
A beautiful river
A bridge by a square
And I hear a voice whisper
“I’ll meet you right there In Paris”
Paris
You don’t know what it’s like
Not to know who you are
To have lived in the shadows
And travel this far
I’ve seen flashes of fire
Heard the echos of screams
But I still have this faith
In the truth of my dreams
In my dreams
It’s all real
And my heart has so much to reveal
And my dreams
Seem to say
“Don’t be afraid to go on
Don’t give up hope
Come what may”
I know it all will come back
One day