Closing Time
By Dan Wilson
Closing time, open all the doors
And let you out into the world
Closing time, turn all of the lights on
Over every boy and every girl
Closing time, one last call for alcohol
So, finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time, you don't have to go home
But you can't stay here
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home
Closing time, time for you to go out
To the places you will be from
Closing time, this room won't be open
Till your brothers or your sisters come
So, gather up your jackets, move it to the exits
I hope you have found a friend
Closing time, every new beginning
Comes from some other beginning's end
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home
Closing time, time for you to go out
To the places you will be from
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This song makes me think of Dawson's Creek and I don't know why because they never played it on the show that I can tell -- I think it's "the places you will be from" and the preconstructed nostalgia, especially on a rewatch.
Quickie, home from a lovely dinner with Kay and her husband and kids for the first time in nearly a year and this time, since we're all vaccinated, we ate in the house, not in the driveway! We had Armenian and Mediterranean food from Sasuns Cafe -- I had hummus, a cheese canoe pie, and some excellent falafel, plus Kay made brownies.
My day was otherwise quiet; it rained all morning, I took a short walk and talked to a neighbor for a while, and I finished a photo book of our Seattle trip in time to use my Shutterfly free book coupon. We are catching up on the episode of The Flash we missed on Tuesday now. Here are some photos of the animals at Butler's Orchard's farm:
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