Emily’s Soirée

 

 

 

I rambled down to Emily’s soirée today

I didn’t know it was hers, but I went

I started down the road with nothing to say

I didn’t know I’d be there to present

 

I slipped in to Emily’s soirée today

It’d been a long long long long time

I saw the royalty moving along the way

Their dresses shine shine shine shine

 

Emily held court from behind a stanchion

Seats there were few, no room for expansion

Provincial stares from all the entranced men

Looked down, down down down from the reigning queen

On their in-betweens

 

I made my gesture to Emily today

She didn’t know I was there, or on trial

Pleasantries more cordial I’d seldom made

Thirty years is a long time on file

 

For a moment Emily acknowledged me

I saw her eyes and her face through her smile

Let in her court for a bow and curtsy

My knees bent with no practice or style

 

She waved her hand to the crowd that had gathered

I could not know what to say or what mattered

Provincial stares from all the entranced men

Looked down, down down down from the reigning queen

On their in-betweens

 

Being on the border made my man wonder

Did a good day in hell put me asunder

Was the Midnight Flyer already gone

Is it true that the best of my love brought this on

 

Thanked Emily for the kingdom where she had played

In the days of the waits on her line

Recounted gracious gifts that she had laid

On the grounds in the hallowed times

 

Kissed Emily’s hand the glove was still snow white

A nod to me and I was still contrite

She touched my arm and bid me a good night

I Looked down, down down down from the reigning queen

On my in-betweens