The Ticket and the Verse

[Intro]
[Verse]
The ice is melting slow
The piano's breathing low
You left your glass of rye
Without a real goodbye
[Verse]
A book of Keats half-read
Beside the crust of bread
A ticket to the north
Back and then back and forth
The neon sign begins to blink
I really need another drink
[Chorus]
Oh the ticket and the verse
Could it get any worse?
You left a trail of ink
To help a lady think
Just a fleeting kind of grace
In this dusty quiet place
[Hook]
Two a.m. in F major
A very risky wager
[Verse]
Your collar had a fray
In such a charming way
You talked of ancient kings
And other useless things
I liked the way you played the part
Of a man with a heavy heart
[Chorus]
Oh the ticket and the verse
Could it get any worse?
You left a trail of ink
To help a lady think
Just a fleeting kind of grace
In this dusty quiet place
[Solo]
[Bridge]
Shoo-be-do bap-da-day
Zat-zatt scoot-it away
Doo-wop the moon is blue
Skid-da-dap thinking of you
Be-bop the train is gone
Waitin' for the break of dawn
[Verse]
The ticket’s thin and blue
A little piece of you
The train is whistling loud
Through a silver cloud
I’ll read the poems you forgot
In this quiet little spot
[Chorus]
Oh the ticket and the verse
Could it get any worse?
You left a trail of ink
To help a lady think
Just a fleeting kind of grace
In this dusty quiet place
[Outro]