lazy, perhaps (aka "shut up you, i'm in a bit of a holding pattern here..."

Bye Bye Love - Simon & Garfunkel (by way of the Everly Brothers)

Bye bye love
Bye bye happiness
Hello loneliness
I think I'm-a gonna cry-y
Bye bye love, bye bye sweet caress
Hello emptiness
I feel like I could di-ie
Bye bye my love goodby-eye

There goes my baby with-a someone new
She sure looks happy, I sure am blue
She was my baby till he stepped in
Goodbye to romance that might have been

Bye bye love
Bye bye happiness
Hello loneliness
I think I'm-a gonna cry-y
Bye bye love, bye bye sweet caress
Hello emptiness
I feel like I could di-ie
Bye bye my love goodby-eye

I'm-a through with romance
I'm a-through with love
I'm through with a-countin' the stars above
And here's the reason that I'm so free
My lovin' baby is through with me

Bye bye love
Bye bye happiness
Hello loneliness
I think I'm-a gonna cry-y
Bye bye love, bye bye sweet caress
Hello emptiness
I feel like I could di-ie
Bye bye my love goodby-eye

Bye bye my love goodby-eye
Bye bye my love goodby-eye

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Ok I wasn't gonna write...holding pattern and all. But this makes me think of (fucking improvisor in me) "All that Jazz," the autobiopic of Bob Fosse (damn, what an insecure egomaniac, and certainly my one-true-love-who-died-too-soon, if the movie is that true.)

This is the song at the end that culminates the production number of his life.

And he's watching the dancing get bigger and bigger. And Ben Vereen sing louder and dance harder.

And he's more and more ecstatic at the production, and slowly, yes almost imperceptibly, more disconnected, horrified and sad. Just look at his face.

Pathetic, and alone.

God, I loved that movie.

I wish I'd known the man.

What a self-destructive fiendish genius, Joe Gideon. Wonderful. Terrible. And what genius acting Roy Scheider did in that movie. With nary a word.

It's showtime.

*****

PS - Don't listen to "Bridge over Troubled Waters" at 245 AM alone.