[MAN TWO & WOMAN]
Looking in the window
Of this empty house space
I see their reflections in my face
[MAN ONE]
Every Thanksgiving
Mark made his all-male Thanksgiving dinner
Where men cooked the turkey and men made the cranberry sauce-
Without nuts, 'cause men don't like nuts
But the stuffing was manly and the fingerbowls ditto
And ditto, the pureed sweet yams
Very manly
When Mark made his all-male Thanksgiving
Bill Sherwood was present
He wrote and directed Parting Glances
A movie for which Mark raised the money
In which Arthur invested
And the Thanksgiving crew
Put money in too
Steve Buscemi was featured; his first time on screen
And you knew you were watching a star
God, he was great
But he wasn't at Mark's all-male Thanksgiving
Remembering this
Is sort of like Grandpa remembering his shtetl
It seems to take place so, so long ago
In the past
The memories last, but fade
What a community we made
Diplomats, poets, opera guys, guys dressed in leather britches
Some paunchy, some starting to bald, some were awful
And some were okay
In a non-threatening way
Mark the lawyer wore flannel, he comes from Wisconsin
The handsomest guy wore a tie
That was Arthur: sweetly decent, funny, and living
I met Arthur when Mark made his all-male Thanksgiving
And the excellent movie, that Bill Sherwood filmed
Was his first and his last
Since, alas, the boy pa**ed
Arthur still, when he smiles, he makes my heart flutter
We think it's been twenty-two years
I wrote this song to not forget Mark's all-male Thanksgiving
It's been so long since Mark made his all-male Thanksgiving
Where we gave thanks