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Only one Tsingtao Beer left in the fridge
Teasing your eyes heavy with a lingering sleep
You pour it slow into a glass meant for cola
Watch the foam rise fading white and deep
You tilt your head back take it in one breath
A taste of sweetness with a bitter edge of regret
Lie back on the sofa light a cigarette
Watch the pale blue rings dissolve into the air
Turns out forgetting someone feels just like this beer
A swallow of silence a lingering trace of what was there
The bubbles rise and burst just like the words we said
A momentary spark now the feeling is dead
Outside the glass the neon lights drift by
Not a single face feels familiar to the eye
What was "deep devotion"or "promises grand"
What were those vows written in the midnight rain
Just smoke in the wind vanishing from view
Is it really over Yes it’s finally through
Lie back on the sofa light a cigarette
Watch the pale blue rings dissolve into the air
Turns out forgetting someone feels just like this beer
A swallow of silence a lingering trace of what was there
The bubbles rise and burst just like the words we said
A momentary spark now the feeling is dead
The taste of having loved you
Is this cold glass in my hand
It goes down easy then turns to ice
A memory frozen no longer part of the plan
It’s just a page in a book turning yellow with time
A faded poem a rhythm without a rhyme
Like this Tsingtao Beer the bubbles start to die
Underneath a vast and empty morning sky