Thirteen Years Without Peter King

The years are short just as the day is long
 It was me on the corner
 It was only me when you were looking
 Not kneel to anyone else, get it Pete
 It's been thirteen years and a couple of days
 Since that cab blew that light and dragged you away from us.
 And I still wonder what you might think, what you might say
 It's been thirteen years and a couple of days
 And now it's far too late to go
 No one ever saw the show
 Blame the witches and the saints
 No one cares which ones are fake
 And will never need to know
 It was far too soon to go
 You never get to see the show
 Call all the witches and the saints
 The ones who were real
 The ones who were fake
 Call them and let them know
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 Would you want to play along
 Would you approve but now you're gone
 So I'll never know the jokes, the lengths
 To which you might go, I'll never know
 It's been thirteen years and a couple of days
 Knocked out of your boots and flown through the air
 Ending conversations now I'll never get to hear
 It was far too soon to go
 You never got to see the show
 Call all the witches, call the saints
 The ones who were real
 The ones who were fake
 Call them and let them know
 And now it's far too late to go
 We've missed the parties
 We've missed the shows
 Dancing's for witches, guilt's for saints
 Who cares more is a debate
 And I guess I'll never know
 Now it's far too late to go
 No one ever saw the show
 Blame the witches and the saints
 No one cares which ones are fake
 And we never need to know
 No, no it's far too soon to go
 Don't miss the parties
 Don't miss the shows
 Dance with witches, drink with saints
 Do you care which ones are fake
 If we go we'll never know