You'll find me by the bar nursing a glass of Coke Staring into the abyss Lost in the blackhole of daydreams Encapsulated in a cacoon of broken dreams. An hour later You'll find me by the stage Dancing to the rythym the live band plays Lost in the tune of hopes and dreams Shaking, shimmying, Groving It's a spiritual awakening The Gods of my fathers have heard my silent plea By midnight You'll find me in a dark corner Locking lips, morphing into one being with a fine looking chap, Tugging on his shirt, pulling him closer It's a marriage of strangers' souls I don't even know his name, but I'll write about him in my journal But not even an hour later You'll find me outside the establishment Hailing a cab by myself The man whose soul I sucked out with my lips will remain a pleasant memory The women whose friendship I made I'll probably never call I'll be back in two-three months to do this again To forget myself To r...