Some recollection of symmetry
It was hazy and 70
And her in her summer dress
Half a beer and her hair a mess
The sound of music
From the kitchen boombox
With a heart like a symphony
Cymbal crashing infinity
It came under some duress
She left with my happiness
The sound of music
From the kitchen boombox
There's no comfort in sympathy
She's upstate with a family
I'm still at the same address
I still believe I could love her best
The sound of music
From the kitchen boombox