We Toasted to Eternity

I saw the ring mark on the table,

I raised a glass to you,

and thought that toast eternally noted

ingrained into that old wooden table,

No doubt standing in that same pub still

with the dodgy leg that rocked

when you brought in the round

my balance challenged mate

I can still hear your laughter

I can still know that in that moment

We were there feeling dizzy and alive

the loos were rocking

but still we had fresh points to make

We toasted to eternity

For we were young

with dreams still swimming in our eyes

That night rang on like a siren

I can hear it still

But not you

I've no idea where you are these days

But I bet that ring mark is still there

In that old, forgotten pub

Perhaps you're pensive just like me

Raise a glass to me would you?

So I might raise mine too

And we can sit with our separate sunset

And make a toast to eternity

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