Now it's 33rd & Grand again   Johnny Powers stands fast at hand   With your laughter rolling around in my head      It begs wonder of what could have been?   A walking away or a message sent?   Well a message was sent      It's like happy hour's come and gone   But the jukebox keeps barreling on   Old us's with skips in the song   Y'know it sounds alright   But sometimes what they say, it's true   There's really only so much one can go through   So I'm saving this seat for you   Incase you're here tonight   But you're not here tonight      Fuck this, sick of thinking   Right now it's time for drinking   Yeah, I know you've heard that rhyme before   I don't care, it means more   It means more right here   This fog that's settled in is dense   It's hard to shoot the breeze   In the present tense   I don't know what you meant?   But yeah a message was sent      And now last call's come and gone   And the jukebox clips the final song   But here I am still singing along   Because it just feels right   And the seat that I saved's still here   And I can picture your voice so clear   Singing off-key into your beer   With me, here tonight   But you're not here tonight      Now I curse the incidental   That turns so sentimental   As I him my little tune to the night      'Cause tonight I guess I'm drinking alone      And you know I'd like to think   That, again, we'll share a drink   I just got to know it won't be tonight      But today I'm not drinking alone   Yeah, today I'm not singing alone   I know I'm never more singing alone