For Sake of Space

I Heard your Good news in the strangest way.
Over bad synth music which is looped all day.
She seemed so diffrent said our. mutual friend.
As our neighbours coughed & sneezed.
Was my invitation discussed at all
And rejected for sake of space and cost.
I’d have sat at the table with your distant relatives.
and pulled conversation from the awkward silences.
And the club we formed didn’t last too long.
And the club we formed didn’t last too long.
I’ve heard the speeches served to re-invent the past.
But three hundred glasses raised doesn’t change the facts.
As the waiting room cleared, i considered your good news.
And the music loopered for the last time today.
And the music loopered for the last time today.
And the music loopered for the last time today.