A song about the folks in Tampa that I would see all the time but never actually talk to.
Fun fact: This is the only song I've ever written that uses the overplayed and awful "song/along" rhyme. I regret it deeply.
lyrics
Reflections from the disco ball onto the dancefloor
Make their way in circles through the crowd
The smell of sweat, the air of cigarettes and thrift stores
Sticky shoes from spilt beer on the ground
The scenesters on the brink
The ones here only for the cheap drinks
The background characters of my life
She leaves the bar and makes her way up to the D.J.
And asks if he could play her favorite song
Then starts to dance with an unparalleled, warm grace
Shakes her hips and quietly sings along
The slight smile that is sent
The quick nod of acknowledgment
Then, "Goodbye, see you in a couple months"
I'm trying to catch up with my feet, my head is spinning
Eyes are circling, taking it all in
She grabs her purse and disappears into the evening
The dancefloor empties out and the songs end
It's only when I get to bed
That I think of all the things I should've said
credits
from Curtains,
released March 5, 2013
Written by Carl Polgar.
Performed by Carl Polgar with an acoustic guitar, an electric guitar, a keyboard, and a tambourine.
Recorded in the fall of 2002 at a duplex in the Seminole Heights neighborhood of Tampa, Florida.
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