Song For Memory

The old men are proud
 of the songs that they've picked
 Hummin' in time where
 the words come unfixed
 Just five kings left
 only four can turn tricks
 The tallow is burning a bed for the wicks
 Some get it right while some make mistakes
 Some hear the, some only the breaks
 When singing the verse through the sips that he takes
 And some close their eyes as their memories ache
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 A full house is five men
 but very few glances
 Shuffle the cards and
 hand out the chances
 One knight to the queen while the clock still advances
 And pondering time in long empty trances
 Stuck in a town where your reach meets the view
 Where the dreams that you held were both fleeting and few
 They crackle like fire on their way up the floo
 Well each day you're working and weeks and you're due
 And it's row upon row of the people you know
 And it's row upon row of the people you know
 Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung
 Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung
 No head goes unnodded
 No head goes unhung
 And the time to head home has long ago come
 The current runs high and are filling their lungs
 Song goes around like a back final tongue
 Everytime in the corner
 its neck left unstrung
 And the girl at the bar is impossibly young
 Smiling bright as the clock strikes a quarter past one
 And it's row upon row of the people you know
 And it's row upon row of the people you know
 And it's row upon row of the people you know
 Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung
 Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung
 Stand still as a choir that hasn't yet sung