Paul Setser and the Rest Of Us
visceral were the nights we stood upon a stage together
each of us armed with an instrument and a cocktail
and hearts that beat like tempos
we put on a show
but we weren’t put-ons
the music was very real to us
in us
the song was our god
and Paul Setser was the christ
the bar lights were more beautiful than the moon
the twinkle in the drunks’ eyes more beautiful than the stars
and when they all sang along
or someone would buy us a round of shots
we felt like we’d won something
we were glad to have learned our instruments
pleased to have found one another
blessed to have found Setser
those nights
however fleeting and long ago
were the greatest nights i have ever known
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