Dirk Klaude

Dirk Klaude

BandAmericanaSinger/Songwriter

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The Best Of Me

Written By: Dennis Kelnhofer

I’m home, working on my seventh beer
Because someone’s got to be realistic here
And learn how to laugh again.
Forty years old, or should I say forty years cold.
And she’d rather walk away into a blind new day.

The way we know each other, I never thought we’d see the setting sun.
When she falls and fades like a flower, I won’t be self-righteous at all.
Though I still have a gilded place to stay, the best of me is gone.

She’s there. She finally found her friend out in Eau Claire.
She’ll pick up all of her things the end of May.
I’ll come up with something good to say.
I feel like a quarterback moving on to commentary.
And it won’t be the same; it’s really not just a game.

The way we know each other, I never thought we’d see the setting sun.
“I still care,” was not a thing she could say,
She’ll never have to be polite anymore.
And I still have a gilded place to fall right on my face.

She’d rather walk away into a blind new day.

The way we know each other, I never thought we’d see the setting sun.
When she falls, when she fades like a flower, I won’t be self-righteous at all.
Though I still have a gilded place to stay, the best of me is gone.