than the last few months had been
He'd play the hand that he was dealt,
he'd lose or he would win
Well, Z -Man should have seen it
All that writing about his fares
He traded a little off the end
For all those missing years
Fifty -six was pretty fair
It couldn't have done it better
Couldn't have been more real
Windows open, windows closed
Yeah, I saw Slimmer as a great old man,
Now he'd have done anything I asked,
he'd have done the same for you
His last request was an honor,
the dead would help him soar
Pour his ashes in a road case,
Well the paper said Blaze
I'd add a thousand on to that
A heart of gold and a troubled mind,
I knew the call would be coming,
I dropped the phone and started crying
before the message was done
He held his cards close to his fist, until
Well, he played the ace on Sunday
at a party doing what he liked to do.
Gone before he hit the ground,
I thought she'd break a hundred,
I thought that she would last
But a lifetime full of heartaches
And if I was to go right now,
If I didn't get to all of it,
Raise a glass to the past,
ain't it a beautiful day?
Windows open, windows close
Windows open, windows close you