Running through a memory
Upon a sodden bed
Tears still burn, as I recall
Our ridicule, our fate
I loved her while she loved him and Gordon loved us both
And millions would sit and stare and giggle at the show
Thoughts, a running commentary
Parading through soft eyes
Eclipsed by the familiarity
Of a thousand goodbyes
Words were said and laughs were many, pratfalls spilled like wine
And my girl would bed a thousand guys, but never would be mine
So sad, those times were plenty
Though we always, smiled through
We danced our way, through yesterdays
And with each step we grew
We met, we left, we almost died, but in the end returned
We lived through crashes; forest fires and none of us got burned
But summing up tonight I see
The ending of the series
We all a will go our separate ways
To reunite at Christmas
You were my family, sisters, lovers, together ‘til the end
Or as it seems, ‘til our ratings dropped, I miss you so much, my friends.
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