Tribute written in
water with a finger
On a black counter
some dusky bar
Imagine you saw him
young man the singer
impossible farther
away man far
the letters fading
like every dream dries
Searching for traces
suddenly afraid to lose
missing the point there
the fear always lies
and still there's a moment
Still you have to choose
hey old man I wrote a tribute to you
I dreamed about you singing in a mall
If I could remember
that's probably not true
but you looked good up there
suit sunglasses and all
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