Between the Lines

There's never much to say between the moments of

Our gfames and repartee

There's never much to read between the lines of

What we need and what we'll take

There's never much to talk about or say aloud

But say it anyway

Of holidays and yesterdays, and broken dreams

That somehow slipped away

In books and magazines of how to be and what to see

While you are being

Before and after photographs teach how to pass

From reaching to believing

We live beyond our means on other people's dreams

And that's succeeding

Between the lines of photographs I've seen the past

It isn't pleasing

So strike another match we'll have another cup of wine

And dance until the evening's dead of too much song and time

There's never much to talk about or read between the lines

Of what we dream about when we're apart

And no one's looking on to say you're mine

It was a good year then, it was a good year then, we all remember

The time you threw the looking glass and seemed a fool or very clever

Don't spoil it all, I can't recall a time when you were

Struck without an answer

We'll live a quiet peaceful time between the lines and go together

And I'm striking up the band to play our last hurrah

We'll dance until we've killed another evening off

Don't think of anyone but me, I'll have no lovers on the side

Tonight is all we've ever dreamed about for once let's get it right

We'll go down flying in the end

Through another bottle in between the lines

I'll go down like a ship of state

Let's be gracious now between the lines