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Courtyard Screening

Night is cool, darkness complete
The windows of the old building around us cast a glow through the ivy
Such a forgiving place for bygone eras

A little crowd sits before the screen, friends and lovers enjoy the show
images jumping to mono beats
near the back a project hums, old gears whirling the dancing girls

Nancy Sinatra and Brian Hyland serenade from beyond that gossamer screen
The one which holds back time
where eternal youth and hope rein our dreams

This is where our host belongs, surrounded by people, sharing his memories
he's in his element of course, the maestro of our go go show
His high boots shimmering, his go girl outfit revealing

My thanks for the reminder that I've no partner for this dance
How could he have known that I'm so hopelessly alone
But yet she says my day will come if hope I can hold on

Tomorrow it shall be
If it is what God has written

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