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song - "cecily smith" from the musical "fly by night"; written by will connolly and michael mitnick (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bAfnWMd3flE - lyrics do mention some slightly mature content in the begining and a vague reference to violence in the middle, so please beware of that if you're younger/more sensitive to those topics!) uke and voice - aidan (that's me!) --- wow this is not great quality but you know what i think that makes it kind of cool! this was not heavily edited, so there will be many pauses, wrong chords, and accidental notes. i didn't intend it to be perfect, so please don't judge it like i think it is. --- lyrics (made scratch-friendly; altered lyrics will be put in [brackets]) the war was over, i was living with my folks i yelled upstairs, 'hey, ma! i'm off to grab some [cokes]' and my father called, 'why you need a [coke] so late?' well, i lied i had a date free from my folks' enslavement skipping along the pavement to see a brunette who i'd never met but i never will forget how she looked in that dress how she stuck out her hand and said, "my name is cecily smith "and i hope you like music "'cause i've got two tickets for 'la traviata'" that's when i said: "i hate opera." she laughed and said, "well, lucky for you "that you're with cecily smith- who cares what you are listening to? "it's who you're listening with" so we take our seats, her hands are folded in her lap if not a kiss, then i at least will get a nap so i close my eyes as the orchestra begins then i hear violins and the hair on my neck is rising, a feeling new and surprising, but it wasn't the sound that made my heart pound, no, it was because i found her hand is in mine and that's where it will stay until they play the final chord she says, "were you bored?" and i say, "i guess it wasn't quite so bad "it was the best time that i've ever had" she laughed and said, "well lucky for you! "i've got seats to beethoven's fifth "who cares what you are listening to? it's who you're listening with" {interlude} a perfect wife a perfect life the time exploded [the years rolled into one] a week, a year, and then a marriage and a son and a rental where i still can hear her laugh when i play the phonograph so i let the music guide me as cecily sits beside me a girl of nineteen with a nervous marine feel her head begin to lean as the melody soars and though it was real, it doesn't feel like it could be that night when you said to me: "i've got two tickets for 'la traviata'" it's sad, but true, how much i miss you i miss you, cecily smith life is not the things that we do it's who we're doing them with --- have a nice day/night <3
