Wednesday Night
Lyrics: Maureen S. O'Brien, 2/13/98
ttto "Sam's Song"

It's nine o'clock on a Wednesday night.
I can hear cars splash through the streets
>From my little apartment on Dorothy Lane
Where noone but me ever meets.
And I'm reading of people I mostly don't know --
Though I know their songs mostly by heart --
And I'm so glad to read how you had such a good time,
But the silence here tears me apart.

And it's one more filk for the old notebook,
If I bother to print it all out --
And it's one more link for the old webpage,
And it's one more dream I can doubt.
But my life has so many years to go,
And I know someday I will be
Waiting in Customs and boarding that plane.
Yes, someday, someday I'll see....

'Cause I met Zander at OVFF, 
And Talis up at FKO
And I'll meet some Germans back up there this spring,
If I just find the money to go.
And I know I should go to a housefilk sometime,
But the money is always so tight.
And all of my friends seem to live far away,
So I write and I write and I write.

So it's one more song for the JAG list, friends,
And it's one more song for the X,
I've webbed up more than a hundred now
And there's hundreds I should type next.
And there's not much use memorizing words
When there's noone hearing you sing,
But someday, I guess, I'll be back at a con
And I should have fresh filk to bring....

So it's nine fifteen on a Wednesday night --
Less than 12 hours left until work.
And I guess I've got nothing better to do
Than to filk how I slowly go berk.
And today I got my big bonus check, friends,
And I'm running my own filk awards
And I've got me a dream of some graduate school
But it's ose that my mind runs toward.

So here's one more verse and here's one more chorus
To one more tune we all know
And one more day the time ran fast for us
And one more night that ran slow.
'Cause I've got just too many months to go
Till the time that I get away
To filk all night with these stranger-friends
And collapse in my room all day.

Come out and play.