End Of The Line

When the DJ said put your hands in the air I was the only one left Tears in the dance floor Tear in the dancefloor underneath all of the sweat Take it back Take it back to the start Or at least the start of the end Lines were crossed words were said WhatsApp messages left unread Maybe we should hash it out then Or just act like nothing happened Rave in the weekend like we planned it, Confirmations all half hearted Sweep the awkward under the rug End of the night we'll end with a hug I'm sure, I'm sure The night had other plans in store So long so long All the stars in disarray I think of you, and it brings me down So long, so long And I fall I think of you, and it brings me down When you're not quite mates anymore And the air has a weight "Do you fancy a bite?" "We can meet around ten to?" "I can send you the menu?" "Nah, let's meet at the venue" I feel us slipping into rearview Battle-lines drawn, as we meet in the queue Friendly but far from the same crew. Benji's late, we small talk thru the silence "Your shoes look the nicest!" "How's the job?" "How the missus?" Dead conversing to fill the distance Asked about me, and it felt a chance to Lay things out didn't wanna risk that Your smile, I sorely I miss Now we're at the bar Benji turned up late in a suit wow Dude, how we gonna blend with the youth, each Mate leave it im not in the mood nah That was a joke but I dunno what to do now Some other life We would be Rowdy rowdy Gun fingers Front rows deep Mad moshing But now "this Sound systems Too loud, yknow? " Benji went to the loo, bee lined straight the exit Marvin and I one last time, we locked our weary eyes Lenses reflect a strobe light sun, ice cubes weaken the shot of rum He blinked, lowered his gaze to his brand new shoes, Turned around and was gone When the DJ said put your hands in the air I was the only one left Tears in the dance floor Tear in the dancefloor underneath all of the sweat So long so long All the stars in disarray I think of you, and it brings me down So long, so long And I fall I think of you, and it brings me down The end of the night finds me sober I see the back of you, summer nights colder Lights come on long shadow casts over We head to the exit but not shoulder to shoulder Three safe lads, now lonely soldiers The crows fly but not as a murder The fat lady sang but I couldn't hear her Could only remember the cadence And we'll be cool I'll press like on Some of your post I miss what we were But I'll never say it You and I were supposed to fly, my friend