Friday 27 May 2011

A Perfect Evening

The lights are dim
The music's loud
No-one sees you
Lost in the crowd
With eyes lit up
You tap your feet
Your body moving
In time with the beat
Drinking a beer
Chatting with friends
Just being yourself
No need to pretend
No screaming fans
No public glare
Just a great night out
Then home to Bear.

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