Friday, January 29, 2010

And now for a random Tom Waits lyric

"Now it's closing time, the music's fading out
Last call for drinks, I'll have another stout.
Turn around to look at you, you're nowhere to be found,
I search the place for your lost face, guess I'll have another round
And I think that I just fell in love with you."

From "I Hope I Don't Fall In Love With You"