The Closing Time Roses

(A work in progress - Inspired by a deaf guy who saunters through the local bars near closing time, asking guys to buy his flowers for the women they've met that evening. He sells dozens, and I've always wanted to know more about him. Next time I'll ask.)




On weekend nights
the bars out here are hopping
Nightlife, drinks and shots are popping
the girls all act so smooth and sober
while the men all try to win them over

Shortly before the night is done,
a deaf man rolls through with a smile on
Packing flowers grown with rays of sun
for all the boys who sing for some

The lights come on at oh-bar-30
Closing Time Roses oh so pretty
Petals make the carpet glow
Reds, whites, yellows all for show

Making all my dreams come true
Hoping Mr. Right is you
Roses from my one and only
Probably someone just as lonely

Sing me songs that show your feelings
Heartfelt, lovelorn, senses reeling
Those roses say what can't be said
While bouncers say "it's time to head."

Closing Time Roses in her hands
All in place of wedding bands
Three bucks each or two for five
It takes dead flowers to feel alive