The Last Time I Saw Richard - Joni Mitchell

    The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in '68,
    And he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday
    Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe
    You laugh, he said you think you're immune, go look at your eyes
    They're full of moon
    You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you
    All those pretty lies, pretty lies
    When you gonna realise they're only pretty lies
    Only pretty lies, just pretty lies

    He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer, and he pushed
    Three buttons and the thing began to whirr
    And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie
    And she said "Drink up now it's gettin' on time to close."
    "Richard, you haven't really changed," I said
    It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head
    You got tombs in your eyes, but the songs
    You punched are dreaming
    Listen, they sing of love so sweet, love so sweet
    When you gonna get yourself back on your feet?
    Oh and love can be so sweet, love so sweet

    Richard got married to a figure skater
    And he bought her a dishwasher and a Coffee percolator
    And he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on
    And all the house lights left up bright
    I'm gonna blow this damn candle out
    I don't want Nobody comin' over to my table
    I got nothing to talk to anybody about
    All good dreamers pass this way some day
    Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes
    Dark cafes
    Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings
    And fly away
    Only a phase, these dark cafe days

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